Places and memory
I watched a TV play , The Stone Tape , in the early 1970’s (I wonder if anyone else remembers it? ) I have found it on youtube ( see below) but have not watched it again yet . I am not a huge fan of horror , I watch through my fingers or from behind a newspaper but it made a huge impression on me all those years ago . One particular aspect that struck me about this particular play (from what I can remember ) was the notion that the stone walls of a particular building were capable of retaining memories and playing back past events like a tape recorder.
Like the stone walls places too are capable of perpetuating memories and forming a connection with the past. I return to my dad’s birthplace and early childhood home frequently, I feel his presence all around, he loved it here but died many miles away . I wish I could bring him back home but his ashes were scattered elsewhere , I should have brought him back here .
I took these photographs on my most recent visit to try and articulate this visually . I am undecided whether I will be using any of these in the final assignment but it is the first time I have actually taken any photographs for what seems like a long time !
‘Worse things happen at sea’ , he said.
I was just 16 and pregnant , my mother , understandably , was angry , upset and far more vocal than my dad. He came to my room one night on his own , not angry but simply said those words. I have always remembered them and how they comforted me . That baby is now 45 , I wish he could see her now , he would be so proud.