Woven Roots
After living in the chaotic and eccentric city life, I felt a part of me missing where I come from. While doing research for my thesis, I built an interest for learning more about the Sami heritage on the maternal side of my family. I Interviewed my grandmother, Ann Helen Stigedal (b.1934), who explained to me that neither her or any of her siblings were able to learn about their Sami blood, and that it was seen as shameful to be Sami. My great grandmother, Haldis, who was Sami, didn’t speak Sami with her children or talk about the traditions of their culture. This inspired me to learn more about Sami culture, in honour of my grandmother and the other women in my family who couldn’t.
Craftmanship and creativity has always been a strong trait in my family, spanning a range of mediums such as sewing, embroidery, knitting, felting, and more. I highly admire the dedication of time that is involved with these mediums, as well as its precision and attention to detail. These mediums often had a practical usage, but it was also an opening for women to enter the artistic sphere dominated by men, such as in the Bauhaus movement.
After doing research on several mediums, I felt particularly drawn to weaving. I enjoyed the repetition and symmetric patterns in works by artists such as Anni Albers and Agnes Martin, and wanted to find a way to build a pattern with a similar structure. To connect it with my Sami heritage, I thought of using the Northern Landscape as a way of developing a pattern — more specifically the unique sense of light there. Despite how far I am from my heritage, and the loss of cultural knowledge my family experienced, I realised what we all share in common is the admiration for the beauty of the place of our origins.
My final pattern is therefore based on the contrast between the hours of sunlight and darkness in Dønna, a small island in northern Norway where my grandmother is from. For the colours, I drew on traditional Sami symbolism, where blue represents the moon and yellow the sun. To source the material for my tapestry, I traveled to Dønna after more than ten years away, where I gathered local wool. The final work takes the form of a tapestry whose pattern reflects the hours of sunlight and darkness during my time in Paris—three years and four months. With over 200 hours of weaving, this piece has not only taught me the techniques of a new medium, but also more about my own roots. I hope this work can serve as a way of introducing this culture to a wider audience, telling a story of the women in my family and honoring their origins.
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