March 29, 2010
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Memories in clothes
Art
CEBU, Philippines - Clothes carry with it the memories of the wearer.This is the message that Marina Cruz imparted to her audience with her latest work, Un/fold, which is part of an exhibit at the Casa Gorordo Museum (35 Lopez Jaena St., Cebu City) called Zones of Influence.
Un/fold could mean the unwrapping of a neatly kept dress carefully folded and placed inside grandmother’s chest, probably reeking with the smell of mothballs, partially eaten by termites, and with some discoloration due to age.
Un/fold, however, could also mean the rediscovery of a family history that has been kept in the chest of memory, unopened and untold as the artist copes with the busy schedules of modern life.
Perhaps, the unfolding of the exhibit have allowed the artist to visit the beautiful stories of her mother and grandmother, encouraging them to revisit fond memories long forgotten, just so the artist would be able to compile a story that will turn out to be interesting for her audience.
Un/fold takes its audience to a journey in Cruz and her family’s life through the garments they wore over the years.
Carefully laid out clothes were photographed and then scribbled with notes and drawings pertaining to the material used, the special occasion when the garment was worn, the creator of the dress or who gave it or where it was bought, who first owned the dress and who inherited it.
The accounts were honest, written in a conversational tone which captures the audience’s attention, and with just the right amount of wit to make it even more interesting to follow.
More than a hundred photographs contributed in weaving a colorful story that would take its audience inside the artist’s personal space.
In Cruz’ stories one could feel the warmth, the happiness, the sadness – the emotions that radiate from the display. Perhaps the “ruralness” of the memories gave it the energy that is communicated to its viewers.
Who would have thought that a carefully folded piece of dress could incite such powerful emotions on others, who do not even know its owner?
In one of the displays, showing two small dresses of her mom, Elisa, and her twin sister, Laura, it reads:
“c. 1959. Grade II – Teacher namin mismo si inang. (Lola Edeng). Don Miguel Elementary School, tapat ng bahay namin. ELISA’s. Plain and prints. Umbrella cut. Bumibili na lang ng pang-kombinasyon. Supot ng pagkain ng manok. LAURA’s. Tinahi ni inang. Very strict. Disciplinarian. Taught us all subjects. English (aral), Math, Araling Panlipunan, wala pang Science noon sa Elem lower years. May mga patches, malamang sinuot ni Sonia or Helen. (c. 1959. Grade II – Mother, herself was our teacher (Lola Edeng). Don Miguel Elementary School, just across our house. ELISA’s. Plain and prints. Umbrella cut. Just bought (some cloth) for combination. Bag for chicken feed. LAURA’s. Sewn by mother. Very strict. Disciplinarian. Taught us all subjects. English (study), Math, Civic Class, there was no Science class then for Elem lower years. There are patches, probably worn by Sonia or Helen.)”
For the twins, the dresses were similar, sewn personally by their mother, the artist’s grandmother, using materials that she can easily get hold of like packaging of animal feeds or trimmings of cloths from the local seamstress. Of course there were also clothes that were brought from retail shops, most specially those for special occasions, like birthdays, graduations, or communion.
The intricacy of Lola Edeng’s work reveals how much she loved her children, wanting them to wear the best within her means.
Looking and reading through the different chapters of the life of Elisa and Laura, would transports the viewer to an era when public schools were at its peak, in a place with dirt roads, houses bordered by tall San Francisco plants, lawns covered in Bermuda grass, and familiar fruit trees in every house like mango ang guava.
It is amazing how this simple display made me reminisce my own childhood, feeling the warmth of those times when the hustle and bustle of city life has not yet influenced its small sleepy neighboring towns.
There were also clothes of other members of her family. One reads:
“c. 1965. Gregorio’s (lolo) Amang Toto (46 years old). Special barong tagalog. Pero di siya nagbibigay ng communion (assist lang sa pari). Church assistant. Insenso. Noon talaga binata pa siya gusto nya magpari – pero di maaari dahil galing siya sa broken family. Suot nya pag mahal na araw or may ceremony na mahalaga (c. 1965. Gregorio’s (lolo) Amang Toto (46 years old). Special barong tagalog. But he does not give the communion (just assists the priest). Church assistant. Incense. Before, when he was still a bachelor, he wanted to be a priest – but he can’t because he comes from a broken family. Wears this during Lent or during important ceremonies.”
Indeed, the journey can become personal as you read through the story of the family of Cruz. This is the beauty of Un/fold, the connection that will always remain in the memory of the audience.
Zones of Influence is a response to the international studio residency grants of the 2008 Ateneo Art Awards winners, of which Cruz is a part of. She had her residency in Bendigo, Australia. The exhibit will run until the end of May at the Casa Gorordo Museum.
Published in The FREEMAN on March 21, 2010.
Comments (16)
Ah... very nice. I wonder they will make a tribute to menswear next. My sister has so many dresses, but she still 'borrows' my t-shirts and shirts.
Ocampo huh? You're supporting him? I have relatives with the Ocampo surname. I'm mixed blood, somewhere inside my genes, I have Filipino blood. I hope they aren't too mixed up with my Chinese, Kadazan, etc.. genes.
You know, I nearly had a heart attack when I went to your site, man. My speakers are turned up HIGH... hearing this Tagalog monologues about some campaign really made my day
Ahahahahah!
Don't mind me. I'm a bit drunk. I want to smoke now. Lalalala....
Hey, your coffee is getting cold up there.
this post made me remember my grandmother who kept almost anything on her drawers. as in. if not for the flood, we won't discover that she has kept like a united nations summit in there. lots of different cuts from different places she's been.
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@Reckless@mancouch - it's from your mom's side, right?
@Renatojr3 Haha.. more from my father's side but my father has a Chinese surname. But he's mixed too. I know some Pinoys have Chinese ancestry.
@Reckless@mancouch - Dude....you ok?
Finally... the post!
I promised to post this post long time ago.
Thanks for sharing all this with us! You cool!
@Reckless@mancouch - hahaha... thanks... im happy to see you here
she actually had a few men's shirts...
hehehe im trying to cool it up, my tongue always gets burned...
@Renatojr3 - hehehe really? hmmm wow... you should open a costume rental shop
@Reckless@mancouch - i love ocampo and maza, i believe they could help make this country sane... sorry for the auto play hehehe
@hesacontradiction - hehehe i hope he was able to catch his breath
hehehe
@RestlessButterfly - hehehe thanks rez...
all you guys makes blogging worth the time and effort
thank you thank you thank you...
@tribong_upos - i did say after the flood. just imagine the horrors of washing them all. o yeah, i forgot to mention that during my highschool/college days and we had a play where i end to be the priest or a visitor from a foreign land, my mom just opens my grandmother's cabinets and viola! instant costume. amazing to think that even men's clothes are kept there.
you guys are on bunny crack, aren't you?
@Renatojr3 - where does she get all those stuffs? amazing...
@hesacontradiction - is that one of those things the easter bunny brings?
too funny. been drinking red bulls huh? energizer juice? ate too much sugar? too funny.
oh not red bull... i feel sleepy with red bull...
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