In answer to the last post: YES! I am back into the dumpster! (...well, not literally. I just clean my food wrappers, fabric scraps & odd bits & save them for art projects. I don't dumpster dive. People who know me know I'm a wee bit too squeamish and pre-occupied with cleanliness to crawl, dive or even reach into a vessel filled with refuse.) The point here is that TRASHION will reign in my small town again for one glorious night.
Since joining the Local Cultural Council, I've had opportunity to foster all sorts of artsy fartsy activities. When we realized we had some extra cash in our coffers, I humbly suggested my peers consider the idea of holding a trashion/re-fashion ball. To my amazement, they agreed without even batting an eye. (Realize, this is a somewhat conservative small town in Massachusetts, folks, not Brooklyn or New Haven).
So... we booked a DJ, booked a space, put out a call to all locals to save their trash, and have begun collecting prizes from local biz for the most glamorous, silliest, and creative costumes. We will have a community trashion creation event prior to the dance, for those folks who'd rather not surf these wild waters alone. Food, dressing rooms, extra duct tape, safety pins, and contact paper... it's not too much work, and we're looking forward to having a ton of fun.
OFF THE RECORD: I already made some barrettes from magazine pages. And today I bought an extra large bag of rice. We will eat all that rice eventually, and the bag will make a nice base for my flapper dress. I'm inspired by the many trashionistas who have gone before me, and who are devoting their entire artistic lives to this art form now.
Check out this video of an intense fabric scrap recycling process. This is not just fashion; it's engineering!
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