primark cream jumper
The jumper I am wearing
“I have washed it only twice, by hand, in the sink.
Washing it too much means I lose the softness,
Lose the rigidness.
It is Primark, scratchy yet soft.
It was Kirsty’s jumper, which gives it a certain softness,
one I cannot fathom.
We lived together, and shared our wardrobes.
At one point, this jumper did not make the cut.
Now I wear it when I draw, and when I paint.
It is stained from the gouache, the ink.
Over time, the shape has conformed to me,
“I have washed it only twice, by hand, in the sink.
Washing it too much means I lose the softness,
Lose the rigidness.
It is Primark, scratchy yet soft.
It was Kirsty’s jumper, which gives it a certain softness,
one I cannot fathom.
We lived together, and shared our wardrobes.
At one point, this jumper did not make the cut.
Now I wear it when I draw, and when I paint.
It is stained from the gouache, the ink.
Over time, the shape has conformed to me,
and the neck sits just right.
In places it is bobbly, and scruffy.
I don’t mind, as it doesn’t need to look nice.
I have washed it only twice, by hand, in the sink.
In places it is bobbly, and scruffy.
I don’t mind, as it doesn’t need to look nice.
I have washed it only twice, by hand, in the sink.
I want it to stay soft.”
Jean Oberlander
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