Flown the nest
Bronze 2016

First shown in Altered Spaces, an exhibition in 2016 at what used to be called the Peter Pears Gallery in Aldeburgh. I made this little bronze in response to my children leaving home to go to University. On the one hand I felt excited for them, it was their time to go and explore the world. I had done my job bringing them up. On the other hand I felt a real sense of loss, the house was so quite! An empty nest.

Flown the nest
Bronze 2016

First shown in Altered Spaces, an exhibition in 2016 at what used to be called the Peter Pears Gallery in Aldeburgh. I made this little bronze in response to my children leaving home to go to University. On the one hand I felt excited for them, it was their time to go and explore the world. I had done my job bringing them up. On the other hand I felt a real sense of loss, the house was so quite! An empty nest.

Wearing my Father’s gloves
Bronze 2003

When my father died in 1988, I asked if I could have his driving gloves as otherwise they would have been given or thrown away. In the winter, I used to wear them while walking my dog. They felt familiar, as if we were holding hands.

Through years of use, these gloves had taken on the shape of my father’s hands and now mine joined them. In 2003, I made a mould of the right-hand glove with my hand in it, so that when I made a wax of it and cast it into bronze it looked as if the glove was being worn (despite in fact being empty). It was the first bronze I made at Butley Mills Studios. I love the feeling that this glove gives: something I can touch that reminds me of my father and brings him closer.