The stark clash of two such divergent materials, cloth and plastic, is the simple catalyst. One tactile and labor intensive, the other technical, and quickly a finished product. There’s a wide historical context, one ancient, decorative, and artisanal, the other contemporary and devoid of aesthetic intention. By simply placing one of these materials on top of the other the understood purpose of each is redefined. For me, stitching has a nurturing aspect and acts as care giving or healing to the injured, a socially feminine sort of action, while the x-ray itself can be considered masculine and unemotional.
A juxtaposition between lively fruit-and-floral touches and the deathly darkness of xray images is beautiful. A real attention to detail and the slight humour of the xray being ‘photo bombed’ by embroidery truly elevates Cox’s work above the gender divides and aesthetic clashes he considers its heart. It makes me wanna break a bone to get one of my own to work with.