LEVO (Process) – Fire and Fiber

My interest in incorporating fire into LEVO began in the throws of straightening out a mess of metaphoric leads. I wanted a visual shorthand that signaled utility and excess, much like the function and experience of anxiety. Fire both serves and stimulates anxiety, it has a profound, cross-cultural, practical and metaphorical substance. Safety. Danger. So with lit incense sticks, I laboriously stubbed hot ash into test fiber to make small but conspicuous holes, one at a time.

Eventually, with the help of my Dad, I turned to the miniature butane torch, applying controlled jets of flame to the fabric at up to 1300 degrees Celsius. I hoped these markings might stimulate familiar connective metaphors. Destruction/creation. Balance, restoration. Action, and the ruination of one form for the generation of another.

In the Iliad, an aggrieved and raging Achilles is likened to a fire meeting devastation to anything in its path. But here, on a sunny Australian July, Dad and I worked under the shade of the old gum tree I climbed as a kid, with careful elemental measure. It was a pleasant return to place and I devoted myself to the creative push/pull – what is taken/what is left. The limited combustion of fibers is material learning, an arresting occupancy and a larger material and metaphorical study.

My interest in incorporating fire into LEVO began in a tangle of metaphorical leads. Fire is as profoundly crippling as it is a vital tool. It both serves and stimulates anxiety. With lit incense sticks I laboriously stubbed hot ash into the fiber to make small but conspicuous holes. But in the hopes of increased efficiency, I eventually turned to the miniature butane torch. With the help of my Dad, I applied controlled jets of flame to the fabric at up to 1300 degrees Celsius. I hoped these markings might underpin events and metaphors for my practice-led research on anxiety and sanative making. Destruction/creation. Balance, restoration. Action, and the ruination of one form for another. 

In the Iliad, an aggrieved and raging Achilles is likened to a fire meeting devastation to anything in its path. But here, on a sunny Australian July, under the auspices of the old gum tree I climbed as a kid, Dad and I worked into the white cotton fabric with careful elemental allowance. It was a pleasant return to place and I turned peacefully to the creative push/pull - what is taken/what is left. This limited combustion of fibers is a part of material learning, an arresting occupancy and a larger material and metaphorical study. Where does process start? Why is the elected process elevated over other media? When does its use cease? What can it mean?
My interest in incorporating fire into LEVO began in a tangle of metaphorical leads. Fire is as profoundly crippling as it is a vital tool. It both serves and stimulates anxiety. With lit incense sticks I laboriously stubbed hot ash into the fiber to make small but conspicuous holes. But in the hopes of increased efficiency, I eventually turned to the miniature butane torch. With the help of my Dad, I applied controlled jets of flame to the fabric at up to 1300 degrees Celsius. I hoped these markings might underpin events and metaphors for my practice-led research on anxiety and sanative making. Destruction/creation. Balance, restoration. Action, and the ruination of one form for another. 

In the Iliad, an aggrieved and raging Achilles is likened to a fire meeting devastation to anything in its path. But here, on a sunny Australian July, under the auspices of the old gum tree I climbed as a kid, Dad and I worked into the white cotton fabric with careful elemental allowance. It was a pleasant return to place and I turned peacefully to the creative push/pull - what is taken/what is left. This limited combustion of fibers is a part of material learning, an arresting occupancy and a larger material and metaphorical study. Where does process start? Why is the elected process elevated over other media? When does its use cease? What can it mean?