Returning to the once familiar surroundings of school evokes a strange mixture of feelings. Memories of halcyon days, formative experiences and influential characters who have, undoubtedly, shaped my own. I am left wondering, who is it that we 'reunite' with at a reunion? Perhaps it is more about reuniting with parts of ourselves that may have been left behind in the environs of old than with those we shared them. Wandering without aim around the streets where I had some of my earliest retail relationships, remembering the easily forgotten and noticing how much things have changed was illuminating on different levels. Change is inevitable and yet, when returning to school, one could be forgiven for feeling that it shouldn't. School was once a constant, as we were confronted by a panoply of change. It stood for constancy. Term after term, time seemed to stand still. Until we left. Parts of the fabric of the school seemed to have changed...
...a selection of meanderings along the way. For more information about my practice, please visit: ceciliahazlerigg.com