Museums, Things and Fairy Tales

Museums, Things and Fairy Tales

Through my letter box there comes by serendipity a review copy of Stephanie Victoire’s fairy tales for grown ups, ‘The Other World, It Whispers’.  And though I didn’t know I asked for it I am very pleased to get it, because there’s a definite affinity between...
Sewing your past

Sewing your past

Where do you keep your past, how do you remember it, and would you care if you forgot it? There is probably no art form as human, as personal, as full of memories and stories as the textile arts. Or so I think as I stand in Gawthorpe Hall in Lancashire on a damp,...
Temples of delight

Temples of delight

We are just back from Turin (city of baroque streets and shops selling hand-made, mens’ pyjamas) where I have fallen in love all over again with the Cinema Museum, for its wit and imagination.  (And if you haven’t been already you should go at once.) The Museum...
Dolls Houses and Little Worlds

Dolls Houses and Little Worlds

Once upon a time, when I was much stroppier than I am now, I would have looked down my nose at adults playing with dolls houses – I thought we should all have more important things to do.  But these days I am more tolerant, and also more susceptible to the magic...