Ostwald Helgason S/S 14. Photos by David Urbanke.
humping dog jumper is fabulous. And the prints are gorgeous.
This is my great granny Evelyn- she’s the one in the white skirt in the second photo, and in the third it’s her and her husband Dick. I saw my grandma today and she whipped out these old photo albums that I never knew were there, which in themselves are totally fascinating objects even without the images within them. Evelyn had evidently documented her life pretty meticulously through these two albums from 1919 up until 1960; through (I think) her late teenage years, the emigration their family made to Canada, the journey back again- which originally she resisted and stayed there alone. Then, when she went to visit she met my great grandad at a cricket match who persuaded her to stay in England. Then it documents their married life, their two children- my grandma Jan and Uncle Steve and their childhood in Muswell Hill. They are such beautiful albums and she is such a fascinating woman. I think she and her sisters all lived quite peculiar lives in their different ways. I want to do a project on her- I find so fascinating the ideas and almost mythical speculation which surrounds people you have only heard about but never met. When my mum and grandma were speaking about her, it was like I could feel the presence of both her and all the other people they were referring to, yet I had just missed their realities and could only really perceive them in fragments. I also liked the mysterious and beautiful name of her mother, Kesiah Elmer- sounds very Jewish but apparently it’s just a biblical name and we are still sturdily English through and through. Her name was Evelyn Margaret Elmer, and her sisters were Vera, Dorothy and Gladys!
My cacti are still going strong after seventeen or more water-less years. Either they are magic or have quietly fossilized.
come buy her work (and mine, and the rest of the gang’s) at Cream Tea in Brighton.