Trophy Self, Master Degree work 2019
Sliding in the red clay
a whirl of dust materialises
circling my white shoes
leaving red stains on my pleated white skirt
the sound of sliding in dry brick
the groan that the body generates
while hitting the ball hard
they say I have a backhand like Venus Williams
A textile embroidery work revolving around tennis, teenage dreams and rivalry.
A study of the trophy shelf and the trophy as an extension of my body and actions.
In the project I´m in dialogue with my teenage self.
It’s about winning at any cost.
The sweaty grip that glues onto my palm
an extension of my arm
my bodily memory remembers it well
the ball in conversation with the blue sky
the strings vibrate
The salty sweat drops falling into my eyes
forcing me to blink
my filthy Adidas sweat band
comes to the rescue
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