I have been collecting a variety of second-hand flannel shirts—well, hoarding, more like. I choose (hoard) men’s used flannel because the high quality cotton in these shirts yield a softer feel over extended wear and washing. Men’s shirts are bigger too, which translates to more fabric to spare. For Flannel Object (2015), I painstakingly removed the collars and ripped apart the seams. I cut off the sleeves, reattached them at new seams, and then reattached the collar in a new position. Pleased with the result, I found them to be stylish, simple, and comfortable to wear.
The altered shirt, however, inadvertently, sexualized the body. They attach in the back at the collar and at the waist, leaving most of the back bare. As much as I love it, I feel too self-conscious to wear it. It invites attention. This attention is often of the sexual nature. Sexualizing the female body invites objectification and danger. In my experience, sexuality usually reduces a woman from human being to object. This is why I named it Flannel Object (2015) and decided not to wear it.