Burnt at the Stake

Recently I read that in the late 19th century, the suffragette Matilda Gage suggested that the persecution of witches had nothing to do with fighting evil or resisting the devil. It was simply entrenched social misogyny, the goal of which was to repress the intellect and influence of women.  Considering the origin of the wordContinue reading “Burnt at the Stake”

Ugly Duckling

I am utterly obsessed with machine knitting.  For me it’s the perfect combination of mechanical engineering and artistic creativity.  But why, oh why can’t I be satisfied with making things out of wool?  Instead, I can’t stop myself trying to use wire which snaps, tangles, breaks and generally jams before my work falls in aContinue reading “Ugly Duckling”

She Persisted

 ‘We women persist. Isn’t that our job? Throughout history, we have persisted in our quest for respect, for justice, for equal rights, for suffrage, for education, for enfranchisement, for recognition, for making our voices heard. In the face of violence, of opposition, of ridicule, of belittlement, even of jail time, nevertheless, we have persisted.’ ValerieContinue reading “She Persisted”

Mountain Stream

….soothing confusing thoughts that come my way; easing all stress, so my spirit is resigned; to watching its water ripple, swirl, glide and wind; and giving a soft contentment to my day. Extract from the Singing River by Ernestine Northover I spend a lot of my time outside; hiking through woods, over hills, along coastalContinue reading “Mountain Stream”

So much more to give

Cut your hair short and get the right handbag or you won’t be successful.  How can it still be true in the 21st century that I can’t be taken seriously, whatever my looks and figure?  I’d hoped for more from a Women in Asian Business conference than discussions of the best handbag to get ahead[1]. Continue reading “So much more to give”

Asking for it?

Stay on the path and don’t talk to strangers is the advice from little Red Riding Hood’s mother as she sends her off on another elder care errand, a little basket of cakes dangling from her arm.  Written many centuries ago, you’d hope that times have moved on, with women able to walk unaccompanied inContinue reading “Asking for it?”

Who blazed your trail?

It’s taken a long while for me to feel confident in saying that I’m a feminist.  When I entered the work place as one of the few female mechanical engineers in the UK, I was far more visible than was comfortable and sometimes I had to laugh/accept situations that weren’t as fair as they shouldContinue reading “Who blazed your trail?”

Lock up your daughters

I don’t often get the chance to make my work in situ, but having chosen to fight it out with brambles in the name of art, I found that the best place to work was in the middle of Hampstead Heath.  So I was sitting there, minding my own business, cursing as I got scratchedContinue reading “Lock up your daughters”

Touch Screen

In the early days of the internet (and I’m talking pre-millenium here) we used to while away a dull moment in the office by googlewhacking. Typing in 2 words to see if we could find a combination that resulted in just one return. These days with the proliferation of data it’s almost impossible – inContinue reading “Touch Screen”

The Surrendered Wife

From an early age I’d always wanted to make a quilt.  Some kind of childhood fantasy about stitching around an open fire, making a beautiful heirloom from treasured scraps of clothing.  You only have to think about Red Riding Hood’s grandmother tucked up under the covers, or Goldilocks examining the beds in the bears’ houseContinue reading “The Surrendered Wife”

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