A long long time ago, somewhere in the windy wilds of Scotland, I was given this little brooch. I seem to remember it caught my eye at a craft fair. I was perhaps 9 or 10 years old.
It has a ceramic 'frame' and a collage of fabric and thread suggesting a landscape and a distant horizon. I was reunited with it recently and it seems to me I have been reworking this little piece of wearable art for many years.
This recent brooch is no exception. A horizon of wild plants extending into a network of soil and landscape and root systems.
|Wilderness, brooch, front detail, Cari-Jane Hakes, August 2011|
It is a composite of perspex, paper and silver carefully riveted together with more tiny silver nails than I care to remember.
|Wilderness, brooch, edge detail, Cari-Jane Hakes, August 2011|
A crumbled edge of 'earth' rests upon a bright, shiny silvered mirror. On the back...
|Wilderness, brooch, back detail, Cari-Jane Hakes, August 2011|
an exert from the first page of Emily Brontë's Wuthering Heights
. The landscape, the text, the implied conversation - there is a thread that runs from this piece to that brooch I was given as a small girl. A lineage of thought and intention that surprises even myself!