Monday, March 20, 2017

Weaving Fabric at MASS MoCA

Ian Halim of New York weaving in the MASS MoCA.

One month ago, I was weaving at MASS MoCA with many participants. While at the MASS MoCA residency, I wanted to work with building's rich and layered history. Before these space where galleries, they were once part of the Sprague Electrical Company and even before that they were Arnold Print Works. The history of these gallery spaces once being a part of a textile printing facility was of interest to me.

I enjoy working with the layers of history, as shown here in a piece I did about Vermont using bits of wool from the Johnson Mill and remnants of flannel from the Vermont Flannel Company.

Visual Layers of History, Vermont #1

Detail of Visual Layers of History, Vermont #1

I have also been interested in involving people in the creation of the fabrics so I have set up my loom in places such as galleries, beaches and laundry mats.

Andre working on the loom on the VSC gallery on November 9, 2016
Weaving at the Laundry Mat in Johnson, VT

 Building #7 was once the bleaching house. Fabrics would be woven at other surrounding mills and brought here to be bleached, whitened and void of any imperfections before they were dyed and printed. Now Building #7 houses the Sol Lewitt installations. Many people came together to follow his instructions and create these murals without showing any evidence of the human hand. The Saori weaving philosophy is the opposite. It is about embracing mistakes and letting the evidence of human hands show through in the work. To quote Saori's founder, Miaso Jo, " Existence of people is in their expression, we won't exist without it."

Saori weaving is a contemporary Japanese method which I learned from Mihoko Wakabayashi at Saori Worcester Here are a couple of photos of us from when Mihoko and her son Nori visited me while in residence.

With Mihoko standing in front of the piece I made about my Nana.
Our contribution to Tanja Hollander's exhibition Are you really my friend?

Sunday, February 19th I was set up near Sol Lewitt's Wall Drawing 422. I had thirty participants that day of all ages and from many different places from Boston to Alaska and from New York to France.

Sy Rosenberg Weaving Photo Courtesy of Ann Belle Rosenberg

 of New York

Thank you to Penny Mateer for helping to document the process.

 Fellow MASS MoCA resident, Penny Mateer (, who also works with fibers and understands that when your hands are working, there is a natural tendency for deeper conversations. We were both interested in having dialogues with the visitors about the current exhibitions, especially the Nick Cave show, Until. This part of the Sol Lewitt wall drawings bumps right up next to an entry way into Nick Cave's installation. This little girl was clearly interested in trying the loom, just look at her face! However, it was with this family from Boston that we had a conversation about the Nick Cave show and that dialogue would have never happened without this hands on experience to help start the exchange.

"It was fascinating to watch how visitors were drawn to Stacey weaving. Many eagerly responded to the opportunity to participate, a testimony to the power of making.  But what excited me most were the interactions which resulted in meaningful conversation about the historical significance of the building and the art within it's walls, that arose naturally while volunteers wove.  An example is a discussion with a young family who responded to the expansiveness of Nick Cave's Until but did not realize that Cave was tackling issues around race and social justice.  This led to his earlier work with Soundsuits, which in turn sparked their interest to research his work further.  The conversation inspired them to share the animated video Castle in the Sky which parallels Until by depicting an immersive world which reflects universal struggles and asks what if?" Penny Mateer

My youngest participant that day was able to push and pull the beater bar adding a few rows to the community made fabric.

Vincent Homer of Paris, France weaves even though his leg is in a cast.
Some of the thirty participants on February 19th, 2017.

There was a nice flow of people that Sunday, but on Monday (the first day of school vacation week) it was even busier. Kids lines up to try the loom and add to the project. I actually had a line of people waiting. There were many comments about how they were happy to be interacting in the galleries instead of just looking.

Over the course of two days and in six hours time, over fifty people participated in the creation of this fabric. However, my very last participant was quite memorable. A boy named Luca who clearly had lots of energy and was really interested to try the loom. He sat down and was immediately focused. His mom was pleasantly surprised. I was joking about how weaving and textile manufacturing holds a history of child labor, but now what once was child labor has turned into a recreational activity or a meditative way to settle and calm and fast-paced little boy. Someone walked by and said, "I hope that you are paying him minimum wage!" The mother looked up and said, " I should be paying her!" Times have changed!

Luca wove the most of any of my participants. He moved quickly and did not want to stop. I told his mother about a Saori studio in NY called Loop of the Loom ( It turns out that the weaving studio is right near where he goes to school. I really hope that he goes there and continues to weave. It seemed like a perfect fit for him and he left feeling so happy and proud of what he had done. When he signed my book, he wrote his name and then he wrote, "I did art at the Mass MoCA." I can't think of a better way to complete this piece of fabric. Thanks Luca!

チャンスというものは無言で過ぎていく,掴むは己 の心一つに

Chansu to iumono wa mugon de sugite iku, tsukau wa onore no kokoro hitotu ni

Chances pass by silently, grabbing it or not is up to your heart. -Miaso Jo

Tuesday, February 14, 2017

Valentine's Day

Nana on her wedding day

Valentine's Day, February 14, 2000 was Nana's funeral. I refused to look into the open casket wanting to hold onto my memories of her in her living room, cozy in her chair, knitting and watching TV. We grew up in a duplex with her living on one side of the house and while we lived on the other. The cellar stairs worked as our passage way over to her side, especially when mom said no the ice cream at the end of a meal. Nana always came through with some maple walnut.

The blanket Nana knit for me as a wedding present

I especially missed her on July 25, 2015 when I got married. She knit a white blanket for me and told me that I could have it when I got married. Since it took me quite some time to get married, not long after she passed, my mom offered me that blanket. I told her to hold onto it until I got married as Nana intended. She would joke with me that that day may never come while the blanket remained in the basement closet. That July, I took the blanket. It was one way to have Nana with us.

On our wedding day

Seventeen years later on Valentine's Day I find myself weaving pieces of her wedding gown together  with part of my own wedding gown into a new fabric. This has been my main project while here at the Mass MoCA artist residency. As I prepared the big loom for weaving, her dress was looming in the background...

It took me a few days to prepare the large floor loom here at the Maker's Mill and another day before I was ready to cut the dress. I started by removing the sleeves. After the first couple of cuts it got easier...

Nana's dress and my dress

Pieces ready for weaving

A detail of the woven fabric

Nana had always been supportive of my art making. She let me use her extra room upstairs as my studio. It was a place to play music, make things and store the work I had been doing in college. Although she was never fond of the figure studies. She would turn all the paintings and drawing of nude models around each time she went in the room. She was the person who supplied me with my first studio to work in. All these years later, she is still supporting me. Love you Nana.

In memory of Catherine Champy, born on September 20, 1911 and died on February 10, 2000.

Tuesday, November 29, 2016

The Vermont Studio Center (The Second Half)

Now that all the November residents have had some time to celebrate Thanksgiving (hope it went well for everyone...) and readjust to being back at home, I'd like to reflect on the second half and completion of the residency.

For me the second half of the residency began after having some time away from the Studio Center while my husband came to visit. I can back refreshed and ready to work. I returned to campus that Sunday just in time for my meeting with Ernesto Pujol. It was a nice meeting, but one of the things that resonates with me now is when he told me ... you are skilled enough, you have the intellect, and you are social enough, now do it.... Another thing we had spoken about was that the political is social practice. I have been walking along a safe edge for quite some time when it comes to this. Something has been holding me back. "Sometimes we need to listen to how this feels and sometimes we need to get over it and just do it, only you will know..." I getting closer to taking the leap.

The morning after the election, it was a sad one... devastating... The idea of possibly embracing the political in my work, for good reason, is what got me out of be that morning. I have written about the Collective Scream in a blog post before this and would encourage you to read that post if you want more information about the Scream project that happened on November 9th. Here is a photo of the piece in the gallery where it was made.

No one thought this was going to happen
No one thought this was going to happen
some people say he is not so bad
No one thought
No one thought this was going to happen
Something will be done

No one thought this was going to happen
No one thought this was going to happen
some people say he is not so bad
No one thought
No one thought this was going to happen
Something will be done

Friday I needed to do my laundry and since embedding the stories told while creating fabric has been an interest of mine, I decided to bring my loom to the laundry mat with me...

The last couple times I had been at the laundry mat we had encountered people with interesting stories to share. For example, the man we will refer to as Rusty Johnson recited poetry for us from have have been a poem about a friend of his from prison killing his wife and not remembering any of it, but it was pretty good. He also wanted to sing to us, "What the world need now is love sweet love..." Another time, I met a woman who told me all about her landlord and how she was not taking care of the things she should. This went on for quite some time, and I listened and encouraged her to find another apartment.

However, now that I had the loom in the laundry mat, the stories were not so dramatic... I met a mom and her daughter who were very nice and the daughter chose all the pink flannel piece she could find to add into the fabric I was making. There were some college students there, who just looked at me funny and went off to the other side of the room. The owner was there and she told me about how her family used to make rag rugs. I wove that day for the duration of a wash and dry cycle using flannel strips that I got from my friends down the road at the Vermont Flannel Company.

Being on the same laundry cycle, the mother and daughter returned to the laundry mat. The little girl was much less shy this time and enjoyed running her hands up and down the newly woven textured cloth.


Here's the finished piece from the experience described above...

The next day my friend Dayna came to visit. I was happy to share the work I had been doing with someone who has known my work for a longer duration of time. I was also pleased when Dayna participated in the Orange Hat Project.


The next meeting I had was with the still life painter, Susan Walp. She sensed that I was less engaged in some of the more painterly work that I had started and more connected to my work with social practice and the blanket inspired piece that I had been working on. I told her how that piece was very important to me right now as I am going through this transitional time. She said that it felt celebratory, it feels like music and it has movement and rhythm. This was fitting and interesting especially how some of the inspiration for this work came out of seeing Stanley Whitney's work at the Harlem Museum last year around this time...

 A painting by Stanley Whitney. I just love these!

We spoke about possible ways of attaching the 16 pieces that I had created together and that maybe leaving them unattached would be best...

a view of my studio

My next meeting was with Tom Butter ( By then I had completed all the squares and was trying out options for attaching them. I had also completed the Orange Hat Project (which I also wrote a blog prior to this one about if you want more information about the project). I had told him that when I took teaching out of the mix, then that would  open up some space for social practice. He agreed and said that it was working.

The Orange Hat Project

 I shared the pieces that I was painting at home in comparison to the work I have been doing here. He said said that the paintings from home looked muddled and unsure. I fully agree with him! He looked at the work I have been doing here over the last month and said, "Your work is evidence that this place works." I could not agree more.

After playing around with different ways of possibly attaching these pieces, I decided to leave them unattached. It seems to work so much better and I have given the piece the title Dispersion.

That final morning,  I had one last stop to make on my way out of VT.... With my car bursting at the seams, expertly packed with stuff, I needed to stop at the Vermont Flannel Company and share with my new friends, Mallory and Robert, some of the work their fabrics inspired me to make, especially the scarf that I had made the afternoon before...

 Mallory really liked the piece and brought me upstairs to meet the sewers. It was cool to be up there and able to see how the clothing and blankets downstairs in the store are made. The ladies also responded positively to may woven fabric. Then they showed me all the tiny little scraps they were going to throw away and instead, they gave them to me! Perfect. I had been cutting the pieces down anyway. Now it was just a matter of fitting the bags in the car! Mallory had been so helpful and liked the scarf so much, that I gave it to her, a perfect exchange...

There were two pieces that needed to stay in VT... and two from the same warp... the scarf with Mallory and the ridiculously colorful weaving I had made with the students at Johnson Elementary School. Something tells me that I will be back and that this is just the beginning of what can be done collaboratively between these two places....

The Vermont Flannel Company

Robert and Mallory

Made by the students at Johnson Elementary School on November 17th, 2016.

I drove home feeling filled up with all the good stuff, my car was packed, but so was I...

Monday, November 14, 2016

The Orange Hat Project

A detail of the community weaving

Inspired by the tour I took when I first arrived here almost a month ago, we were warned that it was hunting season and that we should wear bright orange while walking through the woods for our own safety.... the Orange Hat Project began....and now it is complete.

Thank you to all the residents here at the Vermont Studio Center that took the time to participate in this exchange. I love how the project have evolved from orange hats to scarfs, mittens, shirts, pants, etc... 33 people participated in this project and created the community weaving pictured below.

Thank you. This project would not have been a success without all of you... Stay safe everyone!

1. Cathy

2. Daphne
3. Anne
4. Sebastian
5. Virgina
6. Melissa
7. Dara
8. Lesley

9. Sabrina
10. Fran
11. Claudette
12. Madelyne
13. Heather
14. Laura
15. Arnie
16. Kristyn
17. George
18. Keke
19. Kara
20. Andrey
21. Krista
22. Dayna
23. Heather
24. Mike
25. Marie
26. Beth
27. Paola
28. Beijing Charlie
29. Megan
30. Soren
31. Katherine
32. Ken
33. Christi