Summer ends, and as the evenings draw in, our beloved sea- giver of days of happy contentment, becomes hostile. Autumn surrenders to a long drawn out winter, and driven indoors we argue and bicker. We let ourselves feel annoyed about trivial things and an emotional distance gains ground.
We are a family. We are together, yet we feel lost.
Then, in spring, the court case happens. But we don’t go under – instead, we react by pulling closer together. Even our two young children, who have little understanding of what is happening, rally. This tightening of bonds puts courage into my heart.
This work considers the time, in 2017, when I gave evidence in court against my former partner who stood trial on domestic abuse related charges.
The story behind the materials:
This work contains pieces of clothing previously worn by my family. A blouse given to me by my mum is incorporated into the work as are sections taken from one of my partner’s shirts, my son’s shirts and my daughter’s pyjamas. Also included in the piece are found pieces of fabric collected from my local beach and pieces of German linen. I began to collect old pieces of linen when I was living in Germany, just after my son was born. I knew that one day they would serve a purpose in my work, and gathering materials for future use was one of the ways I kept my artistic practice going after my children were born.