Artists for a Livable Planet
Panel discussion with a diverse group of artists and creative professionals on how they contribute to a livable future on earth.
Artists for a Livable Planet
Panel discussion with a diverse group of artists and creative professionals on how they contribute to a livable future on earth.
FUTURE FASHION/DUMBO AND XOOMBA host a magical evening May 29th 7-9 pm
THE WAY TO BLISS: MUSIC AND MEDITATION
Meditation along with chanting opens the channels to
receptivity and effortlessly helps center awareness and consciousness.
Speaker: Andrew Vidich, Ph.D.
Musicians: MaKirtan with Satya Franche and Friends
Automatic Studios
Brooklyn, NY (Dumbo area) take F to York Street stop
Suggested donation - $20 (only going to artists not speaker)
Science of Spirituality is a worldwide organization dedicated to transforming lives through meditation under the guidance of Sant Rajinder Singh Ji Maharaj
May 22, 2019.
Esther Apituley is an acclaimed violist from Amsterdam. Her concerts are always intimate and boisterous with works by Bach, Brahms, Schumann and Dohnany. "My mission is making classical music more accessible to a wider audience. I want to bring a fresh, new approach to perform classical music."
Come see her play in Future Fashion's beautiful space in DUMBO, amidst sustainable fashion and decor.
52 Bridge st, Brooklyn, NY.
On Thursday the 16th of May at 6pm there will be a screening of Uprooted, (duration 30 minutes) a film made by Wittika Chaplet about the community gardens in Bolomakote, Bobo Dioulasso, Burkina Faso.
“In Burkina Faso, a country that struggles with unemployment and emigration, two neighbourhoods in the center of Burkina's second capital have been providing for their city for over a century with urban farming. Today, in the midst of rising insecurity, their gardens are threatened.”
The film will be accompanied by a discussion and Wittika will be present to answer questions. It will take place at Future Fashion DUMBO, which is a sustainable retail gallery featuring four incredible designers.
This event is free and open to the public.
52 Bridge st, Brooklyn, NY
Join us May 30th, 6-8 pm, at the Shrine, 2271 Adam Clayton Powell Jr Blvd, bt 133 & 134 streets
One of our most recent clients or shall we say dance partners- is the burgeoning label Studio 189. Founding partners , Abrima Sims-Erwiah and Rosario Dawson have a vision on a par with Xoomba to make fashion harmless. While the two founders grew up in New York and have a loving attachment to the multicultural dynamic of that city, Abrima is half Ghanaian and the company’s production is based in Ghana. There, they are building a thriving activity of fashion making inspired by local textile traditions and color. Their mission goes far beyond fashion to creating dignified livelihoods in a difficult economy.
While West Africa is exploding with color and style, the bulk of the textiles we consider “African” are not made in Africa. The best wax fabrics come from Holland. The base of Bazin was often Austrian. And now China floods the market with African style fabrics. Textiles made locally are often rather bulky and not suitable for shirting. They are traditionally made in narrow strips that must be sewn together, adding more bulk. None of the fabrics, locally made or from abroad, available in the African market place are made from locally sourced, organic cotton. And then Studio 189 found us just over the border, in Burkina Faso, making handloomed textiles, light enough for shirts and summer dresses, wide enough for patterns of all sorts, and made of Burkina grown, organic cotton where farmers restore the battered eco-system, the delicate soil structure and protect their own health: one of the few truly African textiles available in Africa!
What a pleasure to supply a company that is making their goods on this great continent, getting the full value of the local resources. We begin production for the next Studio 189 order this coming week and look forward to packing it up and sending it on a southern bound bus, the real postal system here. (We tried the post office but it never arrived) And the dance of design begins!
It’s delightful to see this earnest and funky company grow and flourish, and nourish the economy around them. The company was selected as a finalist for the Council of Fashion Designrs of America initiative and with an award of $20,000, is embarking on a nine-month sustainable business development program that runs through June 2018. By the conclusion of the program in June 2018, each of the finalists will present a final strategic blueprint, framing their goals within a key area for continued commitment to sustainability. One brand will be selected as the winner and will be awarded $80,000. We are honored to be a part of this process.
A handsome red and white stripe and a black twill, organic, hand loomed
When you are a part of the process and see the hours of effort that go into every inch of our textiles from the sunny fields to the hand skein dyeing, to the rhythmic looming - it seems unimaginable to waste a single scrap. So we don’t! We are always making our scraps into all sorts of useful and charming pieces.
Eco-designers are tackling fashion pollution from many angles and one that is often proposed is to use waste, be it vintage clothing, refashioning the heaps of thrift, using larger factory textile waste- This is all good of course. Transforming this monumental production of waste, can help reduce land fills and stop flooding third world markets killing local tailor jobs. But depending on this waste can also justify it’s existence in the first place. In a perfect world, this source of waste is made with integrity. Xoomba envisions that perfect world of clothing made with the lowest possible impact on nature as and a positive impact on the people involved, no waste of materials, sourced in proximity to production, sold at affordable but not throw away prices - wouldn’t it be wonderful if this was the quality filling our thrift stores of the future?
To be made into so many things!
Going to the source -
This is the beginning of a story that might get very long- Christophe Kaboré, a documentarist/activist approached me to make a documentary of my work. I said it might be a bigger story than he thought but let’s start at the beginning
In the cotton field. . .
We hopped on a motorbike passing puffy piles of cotton along the road waiting to be weighed and trucked off to the gin. But that’s not the cotton we’re looking for-
Fafo, our destination: a market village, a dozen kilometers off the tar road.
We were generously hosted and fed by my friend’s parents. The day’s activity is making food. The girl in background is pouring the locally grown rice to separate it from the husks. Everything we eat comes from within walking distance of the village. Someone scrambled up a tree to collect leaves for the leaf sauce. The scrawny, boney fish were scooped out of the damn we passed and rice grown alongside it. The oil was prepared from Shea butter nuts locally harvested. The peanuts were yanked out the ground and grilled in the fire before our eyes. I can’t say it was the most delicious cuisine but it certainly seems to make strong, handsome people!
The day’s water is fetched from the shared well by bike. . .
or by head. . .
Far away from so much and yet thoroughly infiltrated by layers of plastic.
We drink some water from plastic packages, a little cautious of the local well water. Christophe, without a second thought, tosses his water packet off to waft down on the years of accumulated plastic. I sheepishly squish mine down into my bag. But what will I do with it? Keep it as a souvenir? Burn it into green flames and send it’s fumes into the air?
On the way to the organic cotton field.
And here we are plopped in a pile of organic cotton after a day discussing and filming.
I’m not sure if others will find this material quite so riveting but our survival on earth comes down to the techniques we employ to coordinate with our environment and it’s a pretty dry and gritty operation.
The revolution is in the technical details!
This is just the warmup. We danced to the beat of the Balafons orchestra till four in the morning. “If she dies old, we dance”.
The night of my arrival in Bolomakoté, my neighbor passed away. Since then my courtyard has become the women’s central command, full of cauldrons of rice and sauce.
Cooking continues into the night while the Christian ceremony continues nextdoor, with sermons and singing.
Riz Gras ready for service
We lay the sleeping children in my room before the dancing begins
View from my cafe kiosk this morning of the coffin on its way to the cemetery, followed by a parade of people by foot and every other mode of transport.
Needless to say, getting work done these last few days has not been easy!