M´s Story
16. september 2009: M climbs into dumpsters looking for textiles. She will peep into your bag looking for materials to feel and almost eats the patterns with her eyes. She is passionate about material. Everyday she shows people how to sew. Fingers learning new things as mouths are learning new words.
M pulls up an old sock and everyone pulls a face. It isn´t pretty anymore, there´s holes in it. It´s thick in places where repairs have been made. I fall in love with this old sock with its national romantic assosications.
M holds it up and begins to tell the group around the table; it´s story. I don´t want to interrupt the moment so I just sit there listening, hoping the old fashioned grey hard disk with cope with this later. The sock was once owned by M´s aunt who was born in 1905. It was knitted from homespun wool. It was probably worn when she was skiing.
The aunt´s initials are inside the sock: it was precious to her. Who keeps an old sock in 2009. M does!
The darned sock hung limp from her hand. I take it greedily from her and as I walk out of the room feel a relief, a great relief. I am not the only one who climbs into dumpsters looking for treasures that others have thrown away.
This is a story is one of the passion of textiles and the stories they hold within them.
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