March 25, 2008
preparations, march 24 08
All day long I kept sliding things down my thigh: my cellphone, my keys, a pencil, a safety pin, my hands. Feeling for my dress pockets, trying to drop things into them. I might have to sew pockets on everything I own.
Posted by jodi at March 25, 2008 07:45 PM | categories: exhibition
I wear an apron with pockets at work and the same thing happens to me when we run out before the laundry service comes. I just can't function without those pockets. I've thought about making smocks to wear like those ones we used to have for fingerpainting when we were little, with the divided pocket that goes all the way across the bottom. Y'know...such a garment would look great in your fabric prints....hmmmmm....
Posted by: Kait at March 28, 2008 11:29 AM