I live in Llanelli and it is the first town to be put under lockdown. Llanelli is tiny once you realise you’re not allowed to leave. I am a cyclist. Below is a photo of me completing the Everesting challenge […]
I spoke to my hero today, she has been for some time. Someone that says something at times when people don’t speak. She spoke with honesty and with presence. It shook me and i noticed. We spoke about our practice. […]
adjective….of relatively little significance, and therefore able to be abandoned or destroyed A mortifying realisation that extra curricula subjects are potentially to be abandoned in September. It came up in my news feed. Outlined in panic. First from the artists. […]
I was lucky enough to witness the production ‘We’re still here’ at the National Theatre Wales. The performance was truly breathtaking and awe-inspiring; shadows of history shouting defiantly from their unemployed graves. The production in its entirety was emotive […]
The making of ‘little mother’ https://www.facebook.com/mandymay.lane/videos/1477038119048719/
Training starts early/Ain’t I A Woman This morning I listened to a discussion on BBC 1 Breakfast regarding the inclusion of women on the front line in the RAF. The argument ‘for’ was strong and upheld by Durham’s chief […]
Everyday sexism, everyday omission of herstory. ‘nid byd, byd heb wybodaeth’ (1991, Aaron & Rees) A customer tweeted her frustrations at the everyday sexism and gender stereo types on children’s clothing recently. “Looking 4 kids’ holiday clothes this morning at […]
Are we as a society assisting sexism and gender inequality by the omission and exclusion of our female history? ?While watching X Men First Class with the family last night I asked my daughter if she could think of a […]
As a neglected child, with a neglected history and heritage, my first question was: What does neglect look like? It becomes easier to remember when alone in the basement and without any contact to the outside world. There is also […]
The Pieces Of Me Amy Dillwyn kept diaries throughout her life. The Pieces of Me are mono-prints of one personal diary that had large sections cut out. In removing these pieces, Dillwyn appears to be editing herself from or for […]
To comprehend the subject of cultural sexual exploitation and visually decipher it’s many constructs; I started drawing, experimenting with ink, form, the age of the girl and her poise. In figures XXXVIII the girl is alone and younger. The spots […]
The Iron on the Dress is in response to Amy Dillwyn’s first steps of divorcing societal restraints and expectations. Many times she refers to herself as molten metal, a furnace. The act of pouring molten metal over the dress alludes […]