The Red House
Etching and aquatint

When my Father died in 1988, the one photograph I had of him ‘became’ him.  Over the years, I lost the memory of his form and he became the two dimensions of his photograph.  My print explores this loss of substance, to me The Red House and its contents have now become Peter Pears and Benjamin Britten. The tour around the museum introduced me to Peter’s piano, Benjamin’s chair - every room and object, even the view given its appropriate name.

Print exhibited at 'Impressions' a collaboration between The Red House, Aldeburgh and the Sudbourne Park Printmakers.