Gold doilys and matryoshka dolls
On special occasions, my mother and my Gran served cakes and biscuits on doilys. I discovered an unopened packet of these spectacular gold doilys in one of Gran's kitchen drawers; one of those drawers stuffed full of everything imaginable, and unimaginable. It made me...
‘We think back through our mothers if we are women’, Virginia Woolf, A Room of One’s Own, 1929
On 9 February 2010, I wrote identical letters to my mother and to my gran and sent them each a tin box containing objects and questions that I asked them to respond to. I planned to create a body of work inspired by their answers, continued conversations and further...