Can I write about my Mum here? Aren’t I trying to be a serious artist? Isn’t my website about that. How boring, how would I exist and my pretensions pronounce themselves lalala without her. I want to say something about my mum and creativity.
I am now without her. My mum passed away in possibly the first minute of this new year 2019. There were complications concerning her health and a medicine she took which led to her death. So she died unexpectedly, no long goodbyes. Here and then gone.
How can I have impressions of my mum, or know who she was when so much of my ground substance is her. Though also that doesn’t feel true, there are huge differences between us, like the hybrid mutant of experience and DNA that I am. Though there’s that note playing out again that is just her.
Sometimes you can get a glimpse of your family from a friends point of view. One memorable one for me came from Paul, my best teenage friend. It sounds very mundane really but Paul has always been very smart, always had a way of appreciating and communicating which is worth taking notice of.
We were in the kitchen at my house and I asked Paul to put something in the bottom drawer. This drawer was filled with things like nice corks, empty match boxes and bits of coloured string, basically a variety of arbitrary, spare, unusual or common objects that had no other home or apparent use.
Paul exclaimed at how lucky we were to have such a drawer. That a drawer like this would not be allowed to exist in his house. To me the drawer came as standard, this was one of those things my mum created, it was called the everything drawer, I thought everyone had one. Maybe they do.
However Paul’s comments stuck with me and I did feel lucky because it gave me an insight into an aspect of my upbringing and my mum’s attitude to things which have fostered my creativity. Here is a summary of what was in that drawer for me.
The everything drawer
- The potential of things
- The fascination of things
- The value of things that have no expense
- Money didn’t come into it, quality did
- The qualities that one could appreciate had no end
- The power of play to ignite creativity
So I wanted to have a place here to say thank you to my mum in this extensive, expanding, digital space of the internet, which she didn’t embrace, but I do.
Thank you Mum for giving space in our kitchen for that enigmatic drawer. Or as she would have appreciated more thank you Mum for having such enigmatic drawers.
Thank you for reading if you got this far! 🙂
P.S Paul is Paul Armfield the esteemed Musician