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During the recent lockdown, I felt a longing for the home I left behind only six months prior. I also became engrossed with W.G. MacLaughlan’s photographic albums of buildings damaged by the Halifax explosion. I couldn’t get these images out of my mind and for the first time in a decade I took up a pencil and attempted to render these photographs. For me, Jacquard weaving picked up where my pencil fell short, in capturing the feeling and depth of the initial photographs. I soon realised these images reminded me of my prairie home which I was longing for, they reminded me of all the slanted and deteriorated structures you see while when driving through the flat landscape. I found an unexpected sense of connection in photographs documenting the effects of a tragedy and it has me thinking more deeply about environmental history and how time and place alter perspectives.
Jacquard weaving cotton and silk, 2020