Shop local.
Top of mind these last few months, and years before now when the zeitgeist encouraged “knowing your farmer” and eating within one hundred miles of your home, the idea has an appeal even in a world where so much of what we spend our money on comes from places we don’t know, made by people we don’t know.
I mean, what is local. Recently, in an act of admittedly passive activism I bought Canadian shoes. I’m not sure what Canadian means in this context: the shoes were made in China. Maybe designed in Canada? Whatever the explanation is, I was trying to “vote with my wallet” as the saying goes. But local? I’m not so sure.
The UCDSB has seen an inspiring and incredible spike in students who want to make things: not just sort of make them, but make them for a customer, that they design the thing for, with the intent of addressing a purpose and making meaning along the way. I don’t think this is a happy accident: I think young people have always sought ways to make an impression on a seemingly unlistening world in ways that only they can. The logical extension of a world full of content devoid of meaning, is that young people want to counter that trend: they want to counter the culture to introduce new possibilities.
In the case of Brockville Collegiate Institute, Shannon McKinnon’s students are countering a collection of cultures in one collective move: they are learning the craft, the art, of making clothes, in response to concerns about the environment and fast fashion, and poverty and the high cost of clothing that isn’t accessible and doesn’t last, and maybe, just maybe, in response to the notion that they represent the consumer generation. It strikes me that the young people I talk to everyday are not interested in being sold, so much so that they are quite happy to partake in the newly termed act of thrifting: where students purchase preloved fashion, tweak it, accessorize it, sew it, design it, and wear it, with pride.
When I was a teenager there was a time where brand awareness became a thing, such that I’m ashamed to say, it mattered where my mother bought my Levis, despite the nearing fate of bleach, tapering, cutting off the hem in expedited aging of the denim I so eagerly wanted to see as my style. Students at BCI might just employ similar ends to their designs for similar effect, but the denim will come from The Score in Brockville, ON, and what you see as a denim vest, or skirt, may well have begun its existence as a pair of jeans. These students take preloved fashion to the degree of blending fabrics and art and techniques in the creation of upcycled pieces, and some of them have only just learned to sew. When I visited The Score with the class, students spoke not of what they discovered on the racks, but what that find could be. And then? They went to school and made it. Vision to garment in 3 acts.
The Preloved Fasion Project at BCI has so many intents, so many impacts, so many connections for student learning in the community. My favourite of the long list is learning that helps a student realize that they can be a creator rather than a consumer; that brings to view that what we wear was made by someone, with their hands, and if that’s the case, well, we can make those things too. It is a lost art, but maybe not forever.
For students at BCI, it is an art of expression, activism, and experimentation displayed as fashion lines have always been shared: on a stage, to music, with flair and pomp and passion, maker as model, showing the world how they strut their stuff in clothes that they imagined, and then made.
Local, you ask? Canadian, you ask? These designers are just up the road, at your local high school. And that one-of-a-kind outfit you’re wondering at: you donated all the material to a local thrift store. The designer bought the clothes off the rack for .50 cents, and left a mark on the world.
What, indeed, will they do next?