Christmas is approaching fast and any good intentions regarding work are beginning to unravel. With a run of sick children and a new puppy, broken nights spent nursing and cleaning up for others are becoming a regular part of life again.
My own research continues to move forward with visits to galleries, interest from curators and interviews with participants building momentum.
Opening up this subject of our night time experience has produced fascinating insights into the lives of the women I have spoken to. Experiences gained at night time often seem to remain there – either they seem insignificant or irrelevant in the harsh light of day.
The women I have interviewed have often spoken of habits, memories, rituals, thoughts that they have never shared with anyone before. In a way my difficulty lies in translating something so intimately personal into work for public display.
I often feel I have been trusted with something quite precious.
