Winding up our fiber scavenger hunt at Centre Pompidou, here's a piece that I loved. Or at least I think I loved it.
Sergej Jensen is a Danish artist now working in Berlin, who often works with distressed and found fabrics, even though he calls the finished works "paintings."
How do I love this? Let me count the ways. I love old, stained, bleached fabrics that look like they've lived a full and exciting life. I love mending, as the horizontal slash painstakingly hand-stitched back together. I love frayed edges and dangling threads. I love happy faces.
I did some google research and found that he does outsource some of the production (boo, hiss) to his mother (all right!!!).
To justify my affection for this work, I'm going to imagine that Mom showed him how to use the sewing machine and this piece was his practice. If not, then Sergej, you better learn how. Mom won't be around forever to do the heavy lifting for you.