Apr 6, 2019
The ritual of quietly adding to the textile reflects my day; each gesture adds another phrase to the textile’s evolving narrative, as it exists in my here and now. Did the first woman to work on this cloth’s surface well over 100 years ago, do the same each day as I...
Mar 20, 2019
Figure 1 ‘I intend to try and work harmoniously with all of my evolving selves’. I wrote these words in August 2018, my last blogpost. At that time, I had little idea, to be honest, of what this well meant intention would entail and how this in turn,...
Aug 13, 2018
I wonder if undertaking a practice based PhD, for some older artists at least, can create unforeseen challenges once the long and immersive path has reached its destination. Despite having a creative practice spanning more than 40 years, now that I have completed my...
Jul 13, 2018
[…] what really matters is neither the sociology nor the biology of ageing – but the narrative of the self. The stories we tell ourselves of how to be our age as we age. How are we to live our lives? Segal, 2013, p xiv Segal’s words hold resonance for us all as we...
Feb 20, 2016
Cixous, when commenting on her process of writing; that quiet space for reflection, expresses it beautifully; “as if I were writing on the inside of myself” (Cixous, 1997, p. 105). This resonates with how writing feels for me, now, the artist trying to illuminate my...
Oct 28, 2015
I’m losing touch with who I am, as an artist, I know I am, I can feel it slipping into fuzzy memory. I realised this when I began to write about making the research artwork ‘departing selves’. I’d forgotten what it feels like to be affected by...
