This textile installation was created as the culmination of my Master’s program and is inspired by mesyatseslovs—ancient calendars embroidered by women in the Northern forests. These were not calendars for counting days, but for reading nature: the return of light, the softening of soil, the subtle changes in how bread would rise. They were stitched with care and curiosity, marking time through the rhythm of life.
At the centre of the work lies a red woollen calendar—red like blood, warmth, or the thread every woman once kept close. Around it are constellations from Greek mythology, connecting earth-bound rituals with the sky above. A red thread stretches out in all directions, tying together moments, memories, and gestures of care.
Three burlap chickens appear as quiet curators. Made from humble materials, they hold stories—part joke, part myth, part wisdom—reminding us of the everyday rituals that carry meaning.
Nearby, three handmade masks hang on the wall. Once used in a performance, they now rest like echoes of the past. Visitors are invited not just to look, but to imagine—to reflect, to play, to remember.
This work is a tribute to invisible labour, to the everyday care passed down through generations. It honours women’s hands, shared time, and the threads—seen and unseen—that stitch sky to soil.
