My sister printed this black and white material, about twenty years ago or more using a lino-cut made and designed by an amazing friend of ours. An artist, and printer of furnishing fabrics, mother of five boys, wife of a sculptor. She died at the grand age of ninety-three, although she was ageless, in 2006, just after we moved to NZ, and I was very pleased to have been lucky enough to have known her and her family and to have spent time visiting their home full of interesting sculptures ( her husband was sculptor George Kennethson) paintings, seed pods, fabric and furniture, much of it home made. A world away from the street outside.
My sister printed this on an old sheet, all very frugal, and made a skirt I think. And years later still has some of the material under her bed in a box ( and my husband thinks I am a horder). Luckily for me as I could then steal it for a little dress. Maybe I could have ironed it first.
This print was I think one of hers, but it might have been her husbands, not sure, it was on her funeral service programme
And this is her, and I haven't done her justice, there is so much I could say about her, but I do not have the words, just thoughts and memories and feelings in my head.