Fragments of the Past

 Fragments Exhibition 2006
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 FRAGMENTS OF  THE PAST

This piece is about the people in the background of heroic past. While the men went forth to adventure, discover and map out new lands, for the women and children who came with them to support their men, it often became a sheer battle for survival.

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This is in tribute of long lost relatives who went “out” and struggled to put roots down somewhere far away. It is about women supporting each other – sitting through fevers and childbirth, through monsoon teas and children with measles, malaria…stepping into places where a mother or a sister was before – of providing each other with a net work of support – far away from home.

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This is about making do, about holding dear what you brought with you, about patching – this is about being far away and longing for “the way it used to be”….its  about writing letters, putting a brave face on it. Just getting on with it….regardless.

 

 Fragments of the Past
 Regardless, that you’d rather be somewhere else, amongst your family, in lush green surroundings, having tea with your sisters, while the cousins played on the lawn; that you’d rather do your knitting in your mother’s kitchen, than in this hot sandy place where socks seam of no consequence anyway…regardless.
Its also about us – now. How we often carry on regardless of where our heart wants to really be. Perhaps this piece should be called: REGARDLESS or “Just get on with it!”
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 Except Thou Bless Me  Water

 I WILL NOT LET THEE GO EXCEPT THOU BLESS ME

This piece is about letting go of the past.

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 WATER

This work is inspired by the Namibian Ghost town of Kolmanskop, relic of the diamond field hey-days.
I am fascinated by this story… the grandeur, the dream….the surrealism… of this place in the desert; now abandoned, it slowly disappears into the shifting sands of the desert.

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 Abandoned to the wind and Namib sands  Dessert Diamonds

 ABANDONED TO THE WIND AND THE NAMIB SAND

 DESSERT DIAMONDS

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 St James II  Connection Unavailable

 ST JAMES II

 UNABLE TO ESTABLISH A CONNECTION

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