Tying the Threads started as a conversation in an ongoing set of collaborative meetings and opportunities to be playful between myself and the artists, Mollie Meager and Penny Somerville; both of whom had helped in the funereal rituals I created following the death of my partner in 2011.
It was bright and sunny but bitterly cold the following day as we rhythmically tied the tatters, torn from partner’s two favourite shirts, to the fence amongst the seaweed already clinging there. We were creating another ritual; tying the threads of memory, friendship, connection, love. Penny recorded our actions before we went for tea and cake and I determined to return each month, possibly on the day of the full moon, as the day had been when we added them.
