I've written before about how I find inspiration in my young son's drawings, or in how he draws. He drew this picture before breakfast one day and I was very taken aback by it, particularly the way he'd coloured it in, using (in the main) fairly neat blocks of different colours. It has inspired me to just draw, to not think too much about what one … Continue Reading
I recently completed the third (although titled as the second) in my series of stitched works based on drawings completed by me and my son several months ago. Tomorrow I will cut the piece up to create the 'tokens'.
The original drawing is shown below: … Continue Reading
When one of the ‘tokens’ is put in a frame, it becomes a thing in its own right; a fragment still, but one quite divorced from the others and from that from which they were cut.
What started with this (a drawing made in seconds by me and my son):
became this (a stitched version made over several days):
and ended up as this (one of … Continue Reading
Following on from my last post, I've now completed all the tokens along with another piece comprising some of them stitched back together.
In the eighteenth century, some mothers would reclaim their children from the Foundling hospital and one supposes they might have also reclaimed the tokens left with them. Either way, the reclaiming of … Continue Reading
A few months ago I visited the Foundling Hospital in London, established in 1739 to receive and care for abandoned children. It was a deeply emotional experience, not least because of the tokens left by mothers with their babies as a means of identifying them both as parent and child. More often than not, these tokens were pieces of fabric (they … Continue Reading