I'm touching on the point of irrelevance here but I'll go at it anyway because it's been a grey rainy day which has led me down paths of whimsical and unfocused browsing on the internet. Louise Richardson, I repeat, isn't a designer but an artist based in Norwich who is exhibiting her work at the King of Hearts Centre, Norwich from 16th May.
‚ÄúI am currently looking at the
idea of memory and identity, bringing universal messages to the viewer
through the portrayal of objects in my own memory.‚Äù
The objects that Louise remembers from her memory clearly involve a lot of dresses. Little girl princess dresses that have been worn to death and then grow dusty and weathered and butterflies congregate on them over time. Or photographs from years gone by get scattered and interwoven in the muslin fabric. I don't exactly know what tale Louise is trying to tell with each of her garments but it's both a personal one and one with themes that resonate universally. I'm not suggesting for a minute that Louise takes these ideas to wearable clothing form because a fleeting glance at these images already make the eyes well up at a certain scratchy lemon tulle dress that I hated wearing but loved to look at and other garments of the same ilk.