Back in the late 90’s I spent a few months travelling around South East Asia, yes it is the usual route to take for any backpacker. Thailand, Indonesia (or Vietnam) and then onto Australia. Thailand seemed like a world away from life living in Bristol. Hot, humid, a senses overload of sounds and smells. Bangkok was both exciting and terrifying for a young girl, I had visions of hanging out with the ‘wrong crowd’ (listening to my Dad too much!).
I have many treasured possessions. Just on that shelf alone there are books from when I was a child passed down to me by family, my matryoshka dolls which I had for my 8th birthday, a fir cone from the New Forest holiday a few years ago, the Buddha from travelling in South East Asia… and so on. But the most treasured possession there has to be my iron & resin sculpture by Carol Peace. For years I swooned over Carol’s