Thoughts of Summer.
I remember searching the second hand shops of Dunfermline for something we hardly ever see anymore, Doilies. I wanted them to cut up to add texture to some paintings I was doing at that time.
I remember thinking that what I was doing was a kind of sacrilege. Somebody had taken time to crochet those and here I was cutting them up. I had remembered watching my Gran as she sat and crocheted at the side of the kitchen range.
On the other hand I had been told by the secondhand shop s that they usually end dup in the rag bins so I was giving them a second life.
I remember the story of the doilies.