PARSONS CHALLENGEBREANNE HARRISON-POLLOCK

Saskatoon, Saskatchewan, Canada.A place most people can barley pronounce. My home town.

Bleak, cold, dreary. Winter controls our year, taking over spring, summer and fall. The sun light is precious, the warm days few are far between. The sun hidden behind a veil of snow. The landscape becomes indifferent, filled with little colour. Life is predictable, mundane, lifeless.

The freezing temperatures pierce into your core, chilling your body, taking over any desire to move.

But there is a defence.A coat unlike any other. A coat to surround, protect, encase. This coat brings joys, happiness among the bitter winter days. Made of Saskatchewan’s indigenous material; fur.

In the cold Saskatchewan winter, there is little color to be seen.

The background of snow, wheat and sky offers little excitement, giving no chance for a creative mind to wander.

This ensemble, my take on traditional Aboriginal clothing, brings life. Hope for a blazing sunset, desire for the glittering sun. It adds sprit to the withering land, and creates a glow among the lonely land.

No longer is the land colorless. Now adorned by a fiery presence, the cold Saskatchewan winter is lit up with promise of life to come.

Harvest has come and gone. Summers growth gathered, leaving Saskatchewan’s land naked to the environments harsh handling.

Among the bare field only one thing remains, a ruminate of what once stood. A reminder of what is to come.

An ornament to the landscape. Adding colour, texture, and vitality to the prairie fields. Bringing back imagination, creativity, and exhilarating the mind. No longer is the land uncovered, instead it is livened with the indication of the life to come.