Lenn obuja spomine 1. del / Lenn's reminiscence - Part 1

Vsake toliko zaidem med stare fotografije, te dni sem brskala med torbicami iz leta 2005. Ne morem se dovolj načuditi koliko jih je v tistem obdobju nastalo in sprašujem se koliko lastnic jih morda še vedno nosi? Res sem si dala duška in vložila vanje vso ljubezen do barv, vzorcev in tekstila. Za današnji okus se zdijo rahlo kičaste, a po drugi strani iskrene in polne življenja. Takrat sem z veliko mero samokritike, mnogokrat videla samo napake. V glavi sem že tuhtala o drugačnih, bolj tehnično dovršenih modelih. Nemirni raziskovalni duh me je gnal naprej in kmalu za tem sem se znašla v povsem novi zgodbi. Šele v zadnjem času dojemam resnično vrednost in ljubezen, ki se vtke skozi ure in ure ročnega dela. Prevzeta z nostalgijo, si ne morem kaj, da ne bi bla tudi majčkeno ponosna.
I sometimes browse through my old photos, and in a past couple of days I was looking through bags of the year 2005. I am amazed how many of them were fashioned in that period and I wonder how many of them are still in use. I have unleashed all my love for colors, patterns and fabric while shaping them. Maybe they are a bit kitschy for today's taste, but on the other hand they seem sincere and full of life. I can remember how self-critical I was and all that I could see were my mistakes. My mind was busy with improvements and technically more sophisticated models. Restless inventive spirit forced me on but soon I became a part of entirely different story. I have now came to the point where I can sense true value and love, that is woven in them through hours and hours of manual creation. Taken by fond memories, I also can't help myself, but to be just a bit proud.

Foto: Miran Beškovnik









Related Posts Plugin for WordPress, Blogger...