1980s Recycling

Deconstructed chemical war jacket from the Vietnam War turned to a dress.

I’m wearing this thing now. A weapon turned to an Áo dài. This thing that is a temporary solution to a problem intentionally created. You don’t know what they origins are anymore, looking at it. It’s kind of well, ordinary now. So generic appearing, its origins are obstructed and seen only through barely legible diagrams.

I found elastics and charcoal in the cuffs. I’ll burn them to pay respects to my grandpa who never was in a country I’ve never stepped foot in.

Origins I suppose, are all arbitrary in the end.