no thanks, I’m on a diet
24 August 2007
These are pictures taken in my room
:: clockwise from top left: my chest of fabrics; a clothes rack of extra fabric and clothes for refashioning; new fabric bought today; the overflow pile from the chest.
This is an article which points out, among other things, that every dollar spent on discretionary consumption in Sydney generates 720g of greenhouse gas and uses 28 litres of water.
This is an exhibition I went to last weekend, full of objects up to two thousand years old. That’s how long ‘stuff’ persists for, long after the original designer is dust.
This cannot go on.
My fabric stash is demanding lebensraum. It is taking over. It is so large it will quite likely never be used up in my lifetime. I’m also, quite frankly, a hypocrite – swearing off clothes shopping and replacing it with fabric shopping.
I hereby pledge, with you as my witnesses, that I will purchase no more fabric until the current stash is reduced to manageable levels. I will purchase no more thrifted clothing. And I will come up with a strategy to actively reduce the pile – making a list of stuff I need to make, making Christmas presents, giving fabric to people who can use it, maybe even making a foray into Etsy.
Because this cannot go on.