I went with just a suitcase of belongings and stayed there for a few months.
It was there that I got to thinking. About the vast array of belongings that I had left behind at home. And how - I didn't really NEED them.
I wasn't even sure if I WANTED them?
But, nevertheless, I HAD them.
They were 'my things'.
This became quite an inner struggle for me. I mean, here I was, studying Fashion. A world in which we 'must have' new things, and not just occasionally - but all the time!
How could I continue designing and producing more stuff, when I, myself realised that the world doesn't need any more 'stuff'.
You only need walk down the high street to be bombarded with Sale signs, 50% off, buy 1 get one free rails and piles of discounted and unwanted items. It makes me feel sad, angry and frustrated.
Knowing how much effort goes into designing and making clothing, only to see beautiful dresses half-heartedly flung on a hanger, or worse, chucked and left on the floor to get trodden on. To witness this is so disheartening for someone who loves clothes.
I went to university to study something I had a passion for, yet I came out the other side wondering what on earth I had gotten myself into? Was this something I really wanted to contribute to? Did I want to produce yet more stuff? Where did I fit in this crazy world?
Donna Jane xxx