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Diya Bansal
Product Designer
@ Stanford
Design engineering
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Down the Rabbit-Hole

Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures or conversations in it, “and what is the use of a book,” thought Alice, “without pictures or conversations?”

So she was considering in her own mind (as well as she could, for the hot day made her feel very sleepy and stupid), whether the pleasure of making a daisy-chain would be worth the trouble of getting up and picking the daisies, when suddenly a White Rabbit with pink eyes ran close by her.

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There was nothing so very remarkable in that; nor did Alice think it so very much out of the way to hear the Rabbit say to itself, “Oh dear! Oh dear! I shall be late!” (when she thought it over afterwards, it occurred to her that she ought to have wondered at this, but at the time it all seemed quite natural); but when the Rabbit actually took a watch out of its waistcoat-pocket, and looked at it, and then hurried on, Alice started to her feet, for it flashed across her mind that she had never before seen a rabbit with either a waistcoat-pocket, or a watch to take out of it, and burning with curiosity, she ran across the field after it, and fortunately was just in time to see it pop down a large rabbit-hole under the hedge.

In another moment down went Alice after it, never once considering how in the world she was to get out again.

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drag pieces to complete the puzzle

Art
Bouquet
Round canvas
Doorway
Blocks
Trumpets
Ballet
Figures
Caged canvas
Fashion
Mannequin study
Fabric study board

I keep taking the same idea into different materials to see what it survives.

Both pieces started with mirror-work and thread, the shisha and abhla bharat embroidery of Gujarat and Rajasthan, where tiny discs of glass are anchored with a ring of interlaced stitch so the surface catches light from every angle. The panels here are hand-worked: chain, satin and herringbone in floss silk, sequins laid one at a time along the grid, each square framed so the whole reads as a lattice rather than a scatter.

I cut them into a mini skirt on purpose. This work usually lives on a ghagra or a wall hanging, admired and kept for occasions; putting it on a silhouette this short is a way of arguing it belongs in a wardrobe, not a trunk. The dark ground and the sage colourway came from the two saris the fabric was cut from, and the mannequin studies let me see how the grid behaves on a body, where the pattern compresses at the hip, where the light breaks.