Pages to fill

In the summer I contacted the editor of The Bare Minimum Mag, Abigail Jones, not about my MA project but regarding my clothing label and she said she was interested in working with me for the magazine so we decided to arrange a meeting and discuss things further.

On Saturday we finally met for a quick chat and coffee. After telling Abigail about my current MA project she said it sounds like something that would fit perfectly with the magazine’s style and spirit. I agreed with her fully. She asked if I would be interested in publishing some of my research as a story in the magazine so we ended up discussing the format and decided on a few preliminary details.

This new opportunity opens up a future platform to showcase my research evidence and help me further explore how it can be communicated and applied in tangible ways.

Additional note: During our meeting Abigail also mentioned a couple of useful magazines; one related to narrative clothes and the other about witchcraft and magic.

The poetics of a serendipitous encounter

Yesterday I had a wonderfully inspiring meeting with Alice Hiller, who will be helping me put together a storytelling workshop. The idea is to take an item of clothing, or accessory, that holds emotional meaning and turn it into literal and visual poetry. Although there will be an end product, the objective of the workshop is the creative process, which will hopefully create moments of self-reflection and perhaps even some healing. Alice has a background in both journalistic and creative writing, and experience running a small poetry group herself so her input is exactly what I need and it will bring much added value to the intervention.

We decided to start by testing some ideas with a small, informal focus group to help us plan the first official workshop. Although the first workshop is by no means intended to be a finished end product, I do of course want it to be organised and planned in a way that the participants (as well as Alice and I) can benefit from the process.

Alice told me again how much she liked my black dress performance and that she would never have guessed that it is not something I do frequently. I said to her that I think it is perfect that we met by sharing our personal creative work; that we were drawn to each other through our stories and a moment of vulnerability and empathy. Had it not been for the language of poetry we may never have ended up collaborating on this workshop. And the fact that an intervention that was organically shaped during my research process – with roots in the Nightmare – serendipitously ended up catching the attention of a collaborator, is poetry in itself.