Goneness and loose ends
Setting up the exhibition has been an emotional affair. Lots of periods of quiet contemplation in the space. Everyone aiming for the best possible outcome, some of us questioning decisions made and directions taken. Still, it has been good to get to this stage, to set up the exhibition space and hang our work.
Didn’t expect to be painting the walls. The room is transformed.

The “loose ends” – lots of them – will remain for ever and I guess the state of “goneness” I hoped for might not come, since memory, I have found is so capricious.



I found the “People’s Friend” magazine under the chair seat with an envelope addressed to “Mum”.




“I used to be a nurse you know”

First term at Chesterfield – Embroidery 
Mum 1949
I think I have been stitching her into my memory. More loose ends than I thought.

















































