Self-isolation, both in the context of memory loss and with the continuing lockdown, I returned to the familiarity of the coat and the shadow. The old blocks become alters to place objects of memory, familiar, welcoming subjects from the past. Earlier, the plinths held old cameras, my attempt to develop the sound piece from the December show but it didn't work for me, there was no connection, the initial improvised nature of cameras as speakers was lost. That, and the fact that my skill set doesn't stretch to electronics will make me explore other sound avenues. In some ways these 'alters' are starting to say what I want them to, small assemblages of everyday stuff, narratives inviting one's own interpretation. But surrounding these narratives are threads, the new common factor running through the work. Threads here as barriers, but, like the coat and the assemblages, am I using threads as a connection to the familiar comfort of life before lockdown, life as a bookbinder? Possibly yes, but for now, that's really okay.
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