some lives go smoothly while some go through struggles. But at the end all reach death. What do we achieve at the end of it all?

Ah. That's the reason I'm an artist. I used to be a research scientist. I would work for a year, publish a paper or two, which would become outdated in just a year or two, and do it again. I did what I really loved, my arts, on the side.

One day I was reading on the subject of archaeology, something that has always been an interest of mine. It suddenly struck me that everything we know about most cultures that have come before us is know through the works of its people who worked in the arts. I include writing among the arts. But it is one of the shortest-lasting arts. Go beyond 500 years, and we have very little writing left. Go beyond 1000 years, and we are realiant almost entirely on the works of the visual artists.

You know what else? Because women tend to work in arts that are designed to interact with the human body and to wear out over time, we are little represented in the information we have of the past. We leave our traces in the skills we pass down.

Treasure and pass on the handskills your mothers and grandmothers had. They are your heritage as a woman, and before very long, what record there is of their lives. And don't hesitate to work in materials that stand up to time.
There are yarns now made of recycled plastic bottles. Do you realize that means our fiber works can now last and be seen by future generations?

I would love to have a discussion on this.

DJC in Norwich, UK