Welcome to the third of 4 post slots from our creative in residence Lauren Coulson:
In this series of works I have decided to explore the idea of the homes that we create for ourselves. I started with the concept of nests; I have always been fascinated how animals instinctively make their homes and how human shelters develop. From this starting point I decided to examine the various homes that I have made for myself in my lifetime, creating a short series of semi- autobiographical works that explore this theme.
My shaky hands move blankets
worn holey by love and knees,
into an awkward pitch
amongst the spider’s webs.
I stack book walls and duvet floors;
tear my friends from the pages
of stories I could never write.
Then shut off all the doors
that lead only to unlit halls,
find the boxes filled with fear
and tape the lids on tight.
I build my own home
in the forgotten corners of this house.
In 1992 a wriggling pink baby popped out of its’ mother, who proudly proclaimed “cor blimey, it’s a girl!”. Since then that baby has gone on to study art, and get a first class degree in creative writing (although she is no longer a baby). She now spends her time creating crafts to sell in her online shop and writing about the world around her. She is working on her first novel, a children’s book, but is a poet at heart. On top of this she has branched out into storytelling and running writing workshops in the local community. When she grows up she wants to live on a boat and grow vegetables.
Lauren will be back next Tuesday (25th) with the final stage of her exploration where she will be, once again, supported by the artwork of Atalina Homan .
Tomorrow, we will be posting out some more Transformations poems. Hope to see you there!