Sonya Clark, USA
In its shape this piece is a metaphor for the cultural influences and information that are funneled into our collective cultural head. The title is a pun on the "hour glass" and refers to the passage of time yet the continuity of cultural heritage. The stitching on the piece refers not only to the grains of sand in an Hour glass but also to the texture of African hair. The piece reminisces heritage and "hair" image.
Ten years ago when I cut my hair, it was a political statement. I had decided
that it was no longer appropriate for me to don my hair in processed or
straightened hairstyles. I cut my hair short and reveled in literally returning
to my roots. Months and years later, I realized that something was missing in my
life.... It was the monthly trips to the black hair salon. I missed the community
and jokes, the teasing and life lessons, I missed the culture that occurred
around black hair dressers. By cutting my hair, I had intentionally removed what
I considered a post colonial symbol of self hatred. I had also, unintentionally,
removed a common cultural experience. Nowadays I go to the black salons and pay
money to have a professional do what I can do for free with a pair of clippers in
my bathroom. In reality, I know I am paying for access back into a community.