Quiet things

A collection of objects that sat on a tray beside my mum's bed before she died It’s basically about the tray that sat beside my mothers death bed. I took this tray away when she passed away to save my dad the pain and trouble. The work is about the small moments that are fundermental in our lives. that perhaps change our lives forever. I stood for what seemed like an eternity by the sink with my mum's glass and straw in hand not knowing quite what to do, not wanting to-It was such a powerful moment like I was letting go or saying goodbye. I had a real struggle in that moment to do it, more than anything else I really didn’t want my dad to have anymore suffering than he had already so I threw the water away. It felt sacrilegious and deeply sad and it was all in a moment. These are small insignificant things, everyday things that are part of a time and much loved person. They are now kept in a memory box by my dad.