The textile world bonds me with my mother, myhome, and my roots. Yet my house is predominantly masculine, and this piece ofwork talks about the universe that I have come to know through my father, mybrothers, and friends: the order of chaos.
I built a universe made up of printed wood, wires, cables, plastic, and minorelements normally used for construction. Using techniques that my mother taughtme, like crochet and macrame, as well as others that I learned in college suchas plain weave, manual printing, and improvised knotting with the nature of thematerials, I built 19 switchable frames that make up an order-less, nonsensicalpuzzle, and built them around a folding screen structure so it keeps referringto the house.
This universe invites the observer to intervene, switching the squares andletting the pieces take their own space so as to finally create their ownorder, or their own chaos, just like it happens with the male domestic space ofmy men in my home.