




They are fragile and delicate.
Some [aprons] I've acquired through thrift stores, some were my grandma's, some I made.
As I ironed the piece of fabric I am brought back to the lower farmhouse one summer, making homemade doughnuts with my cousins. We had to pose for a picture once we were done to send to my aunt in DC. I assume it was her recipe or something like that. I just remember my grandma yelling at my younger cousin to smile. He wasn't happy to be making doughnuts. My grandma didn't want my aunt to know.
Although they [the aprons] specifically are not about me, I feel connected. The aprons are a symbol of the strength of women in generations past, women who gave their entire lives to those around them. They are a physical link to a much simpler time now past.













For the final I am going to be creating 5 to 10 Polaroid transfers with the large format camera. Each transfer will be of a different apron. After creating the transfer I will hand sew on the images, adding back into them color and texture which is lost through the process. Since sewing makes the paper/emulsion so fragile, once I am satisfied with the image I will encase it between a piece of wood and a resin-like substance [liquid glass] for protection. The then plaque like images will be placed each in their own velvet envelope. :)
Some things I see being challenging for this project include: having to create the transfer on the spot, incorporating hand sewing into the emulsion successfully, and using the liquid glass. In the past the Polaroid transfers I have made have been through the Daylab with slides. When shooting I am going to have to be very organized. Everything for the transfer process will have to be ready before I click the shutter. I haven't hand sewn in ages... but it's like riding a bike. There will be much trial and error I am sure. Finally using a blow torch to harden the liquid glass should be at least interesting. If I show up to class with no eyebrows... all will know something went horribly wrong.
Through this imagery of aprons I am hoping to show the beauty of domesticity. My grandmother was always wearing an apron... but there are no photos of her in one. She was also always sewing. I have a quilt she made for my baby doll one day out of the blue because she realized it didn't have one. My mother can tell you whose dress or pants or shirt each of the little squares making up that quilt originally belonged to. There is something so wonderful about traditional women's hand crafts. Through these precious objects I hope to convey that thought.