Thrums

I draw on former experiences to inform a narrative that is both personal and universal. In weaving terminology, thrums are bits of leftover yarn after cutting the weaving off the loom. Sometimes, the remnants are small, insufficient length and discarded, metaphorically, much like leftover moments of my life that get separated from me and lost along the way. Or found and cherished and used. The repetitive and methodical stitching of thin strips of Chinese calendar pages added another dimension to the process as I was determined to push the functionality and workability of a piece of ‘cloth’. These remnants of calendar pages are from many years of the daily tearing ritual embedded in yet another obsessive collection of material investigation and unrealised potentials.  

Photos by Phil Thompson