This work is woven from reclaimed denim — strips cut from jeans that once belonged to my body.

For a long time, these jeans were kept aside, waiting for a return to a body that existed before motherhood. That return never came. Rather than resisting that reality, this piece marks a conscious shift: choosing to honour the body as it is now — a body that carried, made, and holds life.

The denim is woven at a macro scale using a traditional denim weave pattern — denim crossing denim, material meeting itself. The process is repetitive and physically demanding, echoing the slow, layered transformation that motherhood brings. What appears simple in structure carries weight in both execution and meaning.

Denim is an intimate material. It stretches, fades, creases, and remembers. By reworking it into a woven surface, the fabric is released from its former function and given a new presence — no longer something meant to fit the body, but something shaped by it. The acts of cutting, weaving, and fixing become a form of letting go, without erasure.

This work is an ode to motherhood — not as an idealised state, but as a lived, bodily experience. It speaks to identity shifts, to acceptance, and to the quiet strength of choosing to feel at home in oneself again.