Clothes dry on our roofs, they hang on our chairs, fences, bushes, trees, wells, and on the very rare occasion on a clothesline! They hang while a dog pees, while a child weeps, while a boy hits a six, while a priest prays, while a mother gives birth and while a soul passes away. They hang while everyday goes by and merge with our landscape and what we forget to see everyday.
In The Prophet, Gibran writes; "Your clothes conceal much of your beauty, yet they hide not the unbeautiful. And though you seek in garments the freedom of privacy you may find in them a harness and a chain. Would that you could meet the sun and the wind with more of your skin and less of your raiment, For the breath of life is in the sunlight and the hand of life is in the wind. Some of you say, "It is the north wind who has woven the clothes we wear." And I say, Ay, it was the north wind, But shame was his loom, and the softening of the sinews was his thread. And when his work was done he laughed in the forest. Forget not that modesty is for a shield against the eye of the unclean. And when the unclean shall be no more, what were modesty but a fetter and a fouling of the mind? And forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair. "
The Off the Peg series is a study of scenes and environments which tell a story of our land. The symbolism of clothes and a clothesline is a reference to what makes the essence of living so simple, subtle and serene. The passing of time, the changing of our state, the water, the dust, the air and the sun.
