|Memories of Home - 5 x 7 in mixed media painting|
Tuesday, 1 October 2013
Parliament Hill Fields - age 4
The house that mum currently lives is where I grew up in from the age of 7 until I left home. As a family we faced the normal ups and downs, the challenges and triumphs and came out the other end. My sister was the one who started our quest for adventure, if you were bored and wanted something to do when we were kids you went outside and played. My sister would take me and my brother all over London going to museums and galleries and exploring the sights that people come from around the world to see but many who live here take for granted. When my sister went off to University it was just me and my brother Robert. We didn’t have the technology they have now and our entertainment was playing outside with a football, or making it up a game as you went along. The storyline for our adventure games always involved a space ship, aliens, saving the world and low food supplies!Gardens on our doorstep
View from Parliament Hill
We had to make use of our environment, we had Parliament Hill Fields and Hampstead Health on our doorstep. From a very young age it was one of the places my dad would take us on a sunny Sunday afternoon, and we relished being out in the wide open space.
Me and Robert continued to use it as our back garden and when we weren’t saving the world we would frequent the adventure play ground with its climbing frames and tyre swings. We had loads of great memories of our adventures during our 6 week holidays, riding out on our blue scooters and facing the world of ‘aliens’ – the sweets in our pockets acting as our cloaking devices and energy packs.Traditions handed down
Back at home, finished your homework, cooked dinners and all of us around the table, the chatter of our voices excited to share what we had done. Mums cooking could rival any chef and she could put her hand to an amazing array of dishes - the tastes, the aromas, the combinations, she was an amazing cook. She passed on those skills to us as we developed our own specialities. Robert mastered making deserts, pies, - mums famous fruit spiced cakes and his custard with a dash of mixed spice and vanilla which he would make from scratch - he made it an art, he made it just right with the balance of texture and flavours, it was on his 'to do list' at every family dinner. My sister mastered fine dining and I was always a ‘lets see what we can make out of this’ type of person. I love the challenge of learning a recipe and making it my own, altering and creating and entirely new dish. I like the spontaneous and it depends how I feel what I will cook.I think back to those days with fondness with the family - no elbows on the table mind you! but you spent time sharing about your day and more time was spent, listening, laughing and relaxing....
I hope you join me each Wednesday on my journey over the weeks, as I share my mixed media houses and some art journaling and look back to the memories of home, and look forward to you sharing some of your own memories.