“How we ache for that which time has taken. To sup ourselves on memories of Maytime and June, gorging on lost and stolen moments. We may think of our childhood, our firsts, be it love or time. Our memories may be flooded with people and places made to feel like home. For moments where this life existed under the rays of the sun no matter the time or season. How these instances of gold are marked in unquantifiable joy, pleasure, love, and safety. Can we ever believe they will last forever, when such things can be touched by loss, heartbreak, and fear? As these golden times pass and we reflect upon and mourn them as they fade to green, it is our memories of them that solidify them in eternity.”
“As Robert Frost reminds us “Nothing Gold Can Stay”, the thirty-seven artists and writers showcased in our third issue at Forget-Me-Not Press show us their own versions of Gold in the many forms it can appear. We hope this issue of Forget-Me-Not Press takes you back to those precious moments that you can never truly lose as long as you remember them. ” Forget-Me-Not Press Team.
I’m pleased to announce that Summer ’76 will appear in the first issue of The Pigeon Post, launching on the 25th June 2022 at the Margate Zine Fair, Elsewhere, 21-22 The Centre, Margate CT9 1RL.
“The Pigeon Post is a double-sided A4 newsletter for spontaneous, everyday writings. In ode to the carrier pigeon, the newsletter aims to bring about a slower cross-pollination of ideas in a fast moving world of the digital age where creatively can sometimes slip between the cracks of its existence. This newsletter is free and will be distributed around Margate in local cafes, pubs, galleries and shops to be found by a curious reader.”
Summer 76 is my latest hand embroidery created about my childhood memories.
Who remembers the summer of 1976?
When I first started designing the piece my intentions were to share a vivid childhood memory from the hottest summer of the ‘70’s. By the time I was stitching it, I saw the work in a different way.
Looking back on it now the signs of Global Warming were there for all to see.
I was 7 years old at the time. To me it was a summer of sun, fun and standpipes. I was oblivious to the water crisis growing all around me resulting in the Drought Act on 6th August 1976 – creating emergency powers to reduce or turn off domestic and industrial water supplies.
Size 21 x 21cm. Hand embroidered, hand stitched. Vintage Sylko thread, cotton cloth.