There was more to it but I can barely remember now. / Daha ne motifler vardı da unuttum şimdi ben.

“There was more to it, but I can barely remember now.” is a knitted reconstruction of a sweater pattern my grandmother created for herself in the early 1960s, just before she got married. She once told me that before domestic responsibilities took over, she had the time to knit for herself, choosing complex, carefully calculated patterns. After marriage and children, she never made anything so intricate again.
Sixty years later, I asked her to recall the pattern from memory. From her oral recollection, I reknitted a fragment using wool I dyed with iron gall ink. Historically used in archives and manuscripts, iron gall ink represents both preservation and slow erosion. In this work, it functions as both a dye and a metaphor. It reflects how memory and labour, especially within domestic spaces, are preserved imperfectly and often remembered with fragility.