Sunday, 17 December 2017

Letter to Santa 2017

The valley stretching East in the morning.
Dear Santa,

How are things with you?

Hope the reindeer are eating well.

It has been a whole 12 months since we last talked and let's face it, it has been a s*** of a year. I am not blaming you but I really need a positive gesture to help with the New Year.

It was on the whole a "One Step Forward-One Step Back" experience all year. Determination to enter Exhibitions thwarted by derailment,on-going Family Dramas, illness (not mine), a Convent Restoration in Ireland to which I have links abandoned by ineptitude and nastiness, and then the whole culture of thoughtlessness in America, and Britain.

I was happy to hide in the Shed and just spin wool.

Which I started doing again last week.

Santa, I know you are a bloke and might have to ask around on this, but why do women always carry the burden of emotional responsibility within families? ...and is it fair?

You see, in order for a woman to be able to create a clear artistic path they have to be free of responsibilities and demands....or at least supported. The only way I can manage my path is to be more selfish.

Being selfish for women of my generation is the same as being bad....maybe I'll just have to be more "Bad".


I do have a bad/selfish little list. 

1. I'd really like a grunty clock-skeiner like this....Clock Skeiner.

2. I'd really like a Wooly Jumper Board.

3. I'd also really like an outdoor recliner so that I can practise being selfish.

Thank you for listening to me Santa...I know you are busy. 

We'll talk again next year.


Fiona MacBride

Tin Shed Yarns