Skirt c. 20th century

This Lao skirt, of unknown date, is at the Minneapolis Institute of Art. The deep red-brown colour makes me think of rich earth, a fertile ground for imagination. The eye is drawn to the intricate woven designs. It’s a language of symbols and patterns, each thread a deliberate stroke in the maker's process. The skirt is more than just fabric; it’s a tactile experience. Imagine the feel of the silk, the weight of it as it moves. The texture is crucial: the tiny, repeated motifs in the main panel contrasting with the wild, bold geometry of the border. Look at the stitches, each one a tiny mark of dedication, building into something complex and gorgeous. They speak of time, intention, and care. The skirt reminds me of Sheila Hicks's textile works, where thread becomes a form of mark making, and the process of weaving becomes a meditation on colour, texture, and pattern. Art isn’t about answers, but about the questions we ask and the stories we weave along the way.