A person who conceives and gives form to objects used in everyday lifeDespite Julia’s efforts to persuade me to visit Mother, I resisted. To escape her dismay, I locked myself into my studio, barring the gym door with a bolt at ground level so she couldn’t follow. I tensed behind my barricade, waiting for her steps to patter across the drive and experiencing a wave of disappointment when she didn’t even try to challenge my obstinacy. The emotion confused me as I hadn’t realised I cared what Julia thought.
I changed into my paint speckled overalls and folded my discarded clothes, laying them neatly on a chair. The bench painting called to me and I remembered the photograph I’d taken at The Point. I retrieved my phone from my trouser pocket and refolded the clothing before unlocking the scr
