A new Dementia Arts group

Oh I have been busy recently.  From the initial funding and group set East Durham Creates of Silk Painting for people and carers of dementia, additional funding has been found to continue the group which we are now calling Making Art Time.  I say funding was ‘found’ but it is never as simple as that is it, Nicola from The Barn at Easington has been the most wonderful advocate for our group and she sourced the funding for us.  Her hands on approach to art is amazing and addictive and we have been immersing ourselves in creating from nature.   With walking in the Dene (woods) collecting leaves, berries and anything that takes our eye, reading poetry whilst sitting on fallen trees, we have embraced natures peace in our dementia journey.  

For me it’s quite spiritual being in a wood in autumn when the leaves are a mass of reds, golden with a variety of browns and greens.  There is a wonderful silence that you can only experience in a wood or forest, with occasional natural sounds of cracking, shuffling and a bird or two singing.

One day we created shapes and pattens on the floor of the wood amongst the trees using moss, logs and leaves; skewered coloured fallen leaves on broken twigs and hung them amongst the brown branches.  

It felt like being a child again.

In January our group is creating a wall banner of mixed media, representative of the group.  

The most important thing is that I love going to this group.  It is not noisy in the sense that it could be overwhelming.  We talk, laugh, exchange thoughts, ideas and most of all we understand each other.  It is comfortable to be amongst company who may need to ask what day it is, or what we did last week, or who is picking us up.   

 

One of my last rose heads, with sea glass leaves and seeds arranged and preserved in a layer of bees wax.
An arrangement of wax dipped autumn leaves and berries collected from woods, with a pigeon feather.  Mounted on a round slice of branch originally used as a prayer message (written on underside) from local church.

An arrangement of wax dipped autumn leaves and berries collected from woods, with a pigeon feather.   Mounted on a round slice of branch originally used as a prayer message (written on underside) from local church.


This is a piece of textile are that I have done at home.  It is a leaf hand sewn onto hand dyed cotton.
Needle weaving to complete damaged edges on the leaf. Seed stitch around edge, with a two spot ladybird.   It represents my dementia with the holes in the leaf repaired. The seeds around are memories which are scattering but not yet gone.

Disaster on the software/hardware front!

It struck after getting a new computer.  The question was how to transfer photos and documents from my Asus to my new Macbook Pro – yes a luxury that I already love.  I have most of my photos backed up on a Toshiba external drive and needed to format my drive to be FAT or whatever, so copied the files back to my Asus…………….but instead of adding them it didn’t.  Did it overwrite the files? No and I have no idea quite what it has done.  My original files are there, well most of them but my ‘story’ I have been writing (70,000 words so far) has gone, the only copy left is from October 2013 😦

I am mortified, both my writing and my photos have gone, so much for having kept them safe on an external drive.  All my wedding photos but  thank goodness Mr Hsg has got as many as I had.  Apart from the pieces I have posted on here, with my memory problem I will never be able to rewrite what I have lost.  I thought it was safe keeping it on an external drive but no, I should have printed them all out, you can never beat paper copies.

There is no point in being upset, I have to try and continue using what is left.  I have a file with photos that I had include in my writing so can guess what I was writing about and start again.  I will never remember anything I have written without them.

Onwards and upwards.