Just Making It (Visible)

This is a new body of work that I’ve made in clay. It responds to the feminist theorist’s responsibility to fill in the gaps within academic research – to make visible that which has been historically overlooked.   I want to make visible some of ‘the gaps’ the textile research. These piece speak to invisibleContinue reading “Just Making It (Visible)”

“I think…”

A month or so ago, I did an interview with Nathalie Sturgeon of the Brunswickan Newspaper. I was reading back over my answers to a couple of the questions that she asked me, and realized that I would like to share them here in my blog. So here goes! NS: Tell me about yourself.  DH:Continue reading ““I think…””

‘It is proper to speak the truth’

My supervisor frequently reminds me to own the many realities of my current situation, and to not take for granted the work/art that goes into making a home and a life (the art of homelife?)… I am/do – try/ing – each day. So many different things occur in every family in the run of aContinue reading “‘It is proper to speak the truth’”

Gutters/Selvage/Salvage; or, ‘To Be Honest’..

I may be repeating myself out of insecurity, but the purpose of this blog is not one of navel-gazing per se, but rather to record my research process as I work through my doctoral project (though admittedly the two may appear indistinguishable some days). I have a motive to offer – if, and where possible – anyContinue reading “Gutters/Selvage/Salvage; or, ‘To Be Honest’..”

Literature and Methodology comprehensive exams..

Praxis is the process by which a theory, lesson, or skill is enacted, embodied, or realized. “Praxis” may also refer to the act of engaging, applying, exercising, realizing, or practicing ideas. -Wiki Well HELLO again! Although I’ve been missing in action here on the blog, I want to assure you that I’ve not been missing fromContinue reading “Literature and Methodology comprehensive exams..”

Reaching back to hold the present

My grandmother Ruby Sercerchi was determined, intelligent, gifted and loving. She died of ALS when I was in middle-school. The first thing that I remember her loosing to that ruthless disease was the dexterity required of her hands to practice in her knitting. I have talked about my grandmother before in this blog and mentioned her workContinue reading “Reaching back to hold the present”