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Heirlooms, crocheted, follies you can fold away

Art-life continues after all: time for starting over, time for looking back. I am delighted to have been invited to contribute to this upcoming exhibition at a glorious space: COUNTER_FITTERS at Geddes Gallery curated by Sasha Bowles, Rosalind Davis, Evy Jokhova […]

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The Problem with Language

Threads is a 1984 television drama which focuses on the medical, economic, social, and environmental consequences of a nuclear war spanning over a 13 year period. This clip shows a child of one of the survivors who is educationally stunted […]

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Untitled blog post from "Pulling it Apart"

This afternoon was spent pulling threads from a 2m length of canvas, which is surprisingly therapeutic – particularly after hours spent in the computer suite battling with a hyperlink that wouldn’t work. I’m preparing to create a network of canvas […]

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Supinely snugly slowly

On Saturday my exhibition at R-Space Gallery in Lisburn will come to a close. Although I haven’t been able to be there myself, haven’t sold anything, and had to relinquish final control about the presentation of my work (of course I prepared as […]

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Sleep-thieves and dazzling buts

Physically things have slid further into the cellar, due to thieves who ran away with my sleep weeks ago, big bulging sacks full, and left me with a steady supply of nausea and vertigo. They must have taken a selection […]

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Greetings from the in-between

Today is the day! My solo-show at R-Space Gallery in Lisburn is open and I will give the talk I’ve written via Skype, at 3 pm. For all those who would have loved to be there (thank you for all your […]

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Under my fingertips

My favourite gadget is my iPad, which resides right next to bed, within reach even when the kitchen moves out of walking-range, sitting up is hard to do and my arms are too tired to – almost anything. I use […]

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All packed up and somewhere to go

On Thursday my work arrived at R-Space Gallery in Lisburn/County Antrim. Two large but lightish boxes filled with smaller ones containing selected hair-work, crochet-pieces, photographs and artlings, crossed the Irish Sea, all carefully labelled with instructions as to how I’d […]

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Artlings à go-go

My focus is absolutely on preparing for the exhibition at R-Space Gallery, but inspired by Sonia Boué I thought I’d give you a visual post – a sequence of my last seven artlings, featuring old things, new things, borrowed and blue things, […]

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Proof of proper artisthood

A few weeks ago a friend sent me a booklet, an illustrated version of The princess and the pea, which much delighted me, partly because, as she knew, it brought childhood memories, partly because my body/skin can be fired up […]

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More than a whisper

At the moment I’m not dancing, sleep-drunk or otherwise, not even in my imagination. The last six weeks my meagre energies have been shrunk&shrivelled by sleeplessness. I’ve reached the stage where most mornings my eyes feel as if chafed by […]

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Process, not progress

The images I mentioned in my last post, from André Singer’s Night Will Fall, remain so very much and overwhelmingly alive in me, that I haven’t been able to watch any of the other programmes I recorded around Holocaust Memorial […]

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This wavering witness

As I found it hard to come back to my project after the Xmas-break I looked at my last post of 2014, to see where I was. My writing always surprises me, I forget what&how I’ve written, marvel at those […]

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All and none

Urgent whispers ricochet in skull&ribcage, hissed missiles: Why do you bring me back, over and over again? One moment it’s my father speaking, who I drag backwards&forwards in time, without a by-his-leave; the next it is I, compelled to return […]

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Utterly utter, otherly other

  Skull-pain so severe I’m ready to disembody. The world shrunk to an airless site of sensation, an outcrop at the side of my head. The labour of breathing carries on. A relief when pain moves after a day or […]

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Wavering&wariness

End of year questioning time! Every post was a wrestle, a delving deep, and yet hardly more than a touching of fingertips to an important topic. I ask myself: what have I learnt, truly understood, communicated? If my focus was […]

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Seasons of the Fall

I should know better by now. Every time I finish a post I feel sure about the next one, which will follow on directly and be faster&easier to write. Ha! And every time I find I bob in dark, cold […]

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Sideways glances, edgeways stances

So glad to say my hands have much of their mojo back. Coffee gets poured into cups and not next to, I can hold and not drop, and crocheting is a natural part of my (still mostly supine) day again. […]

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Cuffs and collars and a halo of night

Flounce ruffle furbelow frill – the words loll on my tongue, adornments, embellishments, extra. Sewn on cuffs and collars they add a flourish, soften, feminise; without context though the fabric of certain terms is liable to change, will suddenly carry […]

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Gifted? charged? challenged?

A couple of weeks ago I bought a second-hand crochet piece on-line, half bib, half collar. I wanted to add it to my small collection of outfits&objects that help me explore, call into, fall into, the time my dad was a […]

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The ties that bind us and a failure to link up…

Cross pollination at the Museum for Object Research!   Object artists have been stepping up to blog about their work and now Elena Thomas has blogged in response to the Museum’s latest post about ‘transitional objects’ on home turf over […]

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Meantime

The last ten days have been particularly tired, physically as well as mentally: limbs leaden and airy, resisting coherence; pockets of pain here and there, sewn to skin; fleeting periods of full alertness and acuity. Doubts though, about my oh, so very […]

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