I Remember How It Feels to Be Made of Flesh (2025)

Rubber, Resin, Fixings

Dimensions variable

Grandmother to Mother to Daughter, from the matrilineal line we learn. We learn to tend a rose garden, to nurture it. We learn to tolerate discomfort, to cover it. The rose bloom distracts from the thorn, so too the party dress from the suffering. Featuring rose thorns harvested and subsequently cast from bushes in Ida Sophia’s Mothers garden, the pattern pieces of a cocktail dress and gloves represent a repetitive lesson in discomfort, a slow build up of toleration that we learn to live with, that we are aware of, and that we enter into precarious spaces with. The artificiality of rubber performing as skin, echoes the performance of comfort so easily put forward through the garments we clothe ourselves in. Considering party based socialisation as a mechanism for both false display and potential reprieve from self-repression and learnt conditioning, I Remember How It Feels To Be Made Made Of Flesh (Pinafore, Pattern 1 and Cocktail Dress, Pattern 1) is an examination of the child and their inheritance of conditioned tolerance.

Installation photos:

Bardo Projekt Raum, September 2025

Courtesy of Ida Sophia