Margulies collection


The Margulies Collection at the Warehouse is a non-profit institution located in a 45,000 square foot retro-fitted warehouse in the Wynwood Arts District of Miami. My piece is a reflection of the three rocks shown at the entrance of the gallery, by Michael Heizer, called "Elevated, Surface, Depressed." His pieces play with perception and the idea of art coming from the earth/land. In my piece, I chose to reflect my job through form and material. The company I work for takes pride in their use of organic and recycled material in everything they manufacture, so I wanted to use the "throwaways" as representatives of objects that have potential to be manipulated just like other products that have been produced. Being in grass is representative of garbages and landfills, relating to things from the earth decomposing to be recycled again. However, through this singular object, I feel it emphasizes the potential of these materials. 

 

Project #3 - Line


The hair industry is exactly what it claims to be:  an industry, a business. Its goal is essentially to sell, make money. Hair, like a lot of other products in the world is naturally made and grown by humans- literally.  African Americans are the main consumers in the hair industry. Coincidentally, African Americans have the most diverse and manipulative hair type out of all ethnic groups.

With this piece, I stuffed two pieces of fabric with different type of hair: synthetic, braided, and human hair. I sewed the two stuffed pieces shut; the separate pieces now resemble “bundles,” unprocessed, “virgin” hair ready to be used as extensions and placed on the head.


In terms of line itself, I was inspired by African Americans’ hair being able to be a line that takes on the shape of other shapes (coils, corkscrews, O’s, Z’s, etc) despite it naturally being a line (when pulled). I wanted to show how African Americans and the hair industry are intertwined tightly, knotted and sewn together, much like our durability and strength in all we've accomplished.

The Poetics of Place

I work in a warehouse for a Brazilian leggings company. I work here everyday. I am in here everyday. I feel like I'm here more than I am home and although I am not pleased with the actuality, it's become second nature.

The setting is much like the real world; a college students metaphorical "dive," so to speak.Watching, observing, reacting when the time is right. Everyone in this office speaks a different language as their first. Therefore, English is barely spoken in the office itself. Portuguese is the primary tongue. Not understanding what is happening around you, trusting your instincts to do what the right thing. Being less experienced than those around you.

Today I've found that I have started to make out actual sentences and that the language is no longer incoherent babble. I'm a listener and I don't say much unless asked. I do my work, help others, then go home. This repeats everyday. Every week, every month.

This is the same for the "real world."

A haiku:

I constantly think,
One day I will be boss.
"Ashley, please help me."







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