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My art education did not formally begin until I was sixty.
I see this new and final stage in my life as a welcome and unexpected opportunity to observe myself through my art. I am, as the writer Julian Barnes said quoting the philosopher Cicero, practising for death, in the sense that I am spending time with my mind (Barnes, (2008) p. 43). I feel by being aware of where I am in the course of life, like challenging time itself, I will enrich the passage.
The pieces I create reflect not only the time invested but the nature of their assemblage – knitting, weaving, rolling and sticking – offers equally the opposite implication: the possibility of disassembly and its associations with the cyclical nature of existence.
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