Let us Lockdown
A candid insight to the ways which my household entertained each other when we knew we had no place else to be
My husband John Mitton. Dressed for a photo shoot we were making in the kitchen. He was wearing so many props. A crown from a puppet, a brush from my painting kit, a flower from my garland collection and he balanced it all with such grace.
John my husband asked to take my picture. and I was surprised how confident and strong I looked. I had forgotten myself in the chaos of the day and I love that this image captured the almost dystopian look we had created in our flurry of play.
As most households did in lock down, we brought our pots and pans to the doorstep to make noise for those fighting an unknown illness on the front lines. It was such a release to howl into the community that we were there, together.
My housemate Awk is a silent clown. So he would stand there with his sign. Sending thanks in his own way. He looks so vulnerable here. I suppose he is.
Much like all artists at this time we didn't know where to put our art but we knew it still needed to happen. So this happened each Thursday at 8pm in lockdown
Art-House massive was the name of a house I shared with a group of artists in Catford, South London circa 2009. It's not the name of this house. We called this one the Avante Yarde.
Art-house Massive sticks with me when moment like this are in front of me. Very anti-folk moments that could only ever belong to the people in them.
This moment was a great one. These 3 individuals were ready to create a brilliant day full of all the colors.
A moment as my household tried to teach my son how to play ukulele. They were getting ready for our first photo shoot of our lockdown and their moods were so playful and kind.
In the background you can see the flats at the back of our home. They can see us quite clearly a lot. I often wondered what they might think of our household with our bursts of theatre from time to time.
Having my son and watching him grow up is marvellous. I treasure so many things that have happened. Some like this I hope he remembers too. We had such a good time playing with walky talkies and sneaking up on people with our water pistols.
Not every day is filled with color and creativity as much as this one. From the outside it looks rather bizarre and inexplicable. I love the theatre within this image in its suburban set.