Biomimicry – larger piece

Having started to consider protection not as a physical element but more of a conceptual idea, i started to consider all of the ways we want to be protected and what from. Sadness and death came to mind because of my ongoing facination with both. I looked again at imagery of Charcot’s hysterical arch and also at images of shrouded bodies. I feel that both are inter-linked. Within depression we are drawn to hide away covering our bodies and depression can lead to death and suicide.

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Research: Biomimicry

It took a while, during the initial stages of this project, to understand what is meant by biomimicry. Not simply copying how something looks but using nature to inspire new designs based on functions within nature.

I looked at what the natural world can offer other applications, what is the purpose within nature and can this purpose become a textile application?

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Cradle to Cradle

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Whilst browsing the books in Oxfam I recently found a copy of ‘Cradle to Cradle – Remaking the way we make things’ by William McDonough and Michael Braungart. I remembered that it was mentioned at the beginning of the biomimicry section of this course and couldn’t believe my luck. £2.99 for a signed copy perfect.
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Research point – traditional craft techniques and historical processes

Quilting

Quilting has been used within many communities through history, as a way of making precious cloth go further when clothes have worn through. I remember my own grandmother making two single quilts for my parents from cloth from clothes that my sister and I had grown out of. Another reference to this type of quilting through recycling old clothing or scraps of cloth is Dolly Parton’s ‘Coat of many colours’. A biographical song about growing up poor and how her mother made her a coat made from fabric scraps that she loved but friends at school persecuted her because she didn’t have a new bought coat. She loved it because as it was made her mum told stories and poured love into every stitch.

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