Half asku (skirt) 1965 - 1975

This skirt was made anonymously and it’s a geometric party of reds, yellows, and blacks. Can you imagine the maker’s hand, moving back and forth, creating patterns, driven by tradition, but also by their own intuitive sense of color and form? Think about the texture, the give of the fabric as the needle pushes through, the repetitive motion becoming almost meditative. Is it just me, or can you feel the weight of history in each stitch? Like they’re not just weaving cloth, but also culture, memory, a whole way of life. And those colors! That warm red sings out across the surface. It's like looking into a sunset that's been distilled into thread. I bet this piece sparks an idea in another artist, and that idea sparks another. We’re all just riffing off each other across time, really, remixing the human experience into something new.