“Time present and time past / Are both perhaps present in time future /And time future contained in time past.” T.S. Elliot

Today’s post is about a book and a podcast.

Book

In her book, Fotini – Everything is Memory [ed. Kastaniotis], Marietta Pepelasi weaves elements of fiction and her interpretive texts to portray her heroine’s journey of self-knowledge and empowerment. The author tells us that with Fotini in mind, and some of her own memories from her adult life, she wrote this text as a tribute to a woman who dared “to open the flower of herself to the light of the sun, the light of truth”. The therapist’s interpretive texts are brief, with the aim of facilitating the readers’ understanding of the possible causes of events and contexts. They essentially complement the heroine’s narrative. Perhaps, for those with knowledge of psychology the analysis may seem incomplete, but I think it is the author’s choice to keep it brief, to simply touch on deeper causes and theoritical explanations, leaving room for readers to make their own elaborations, interpretations and correlations between events. Besides, the book consists of only 190 small pages with 32 short chapters with indicative titles such as: The Father, Internal Migration, The Slap, The Bicycle, The Sea, The Wedding, The Tax Office, The Fish, A Student Again, The Short Letter (from Mother)…

The heroine’s story unfolds mainly through her basic relationships with her cold and oppressive mother, her idealized father, her manipulative and competitive husband, and her beloved children. The two, in some ways parallel, narratives take us back in time, tracing the landscape of previous generations, when the seeds that gave birth to or at least contributed to some extent, to today’s events, problems, or impasses were planted. With compassion and understanding for the human condition, the narrative touches on a variet of themes: childhood traumas, love deficits, losses, deprivations, orphanhood and poverty, unfulfilled dreams, gender inequalities, lives built on fears, insecurities and manipulative communication, the reactivation of old traumas from new losses or triggers, the desire for death that hides the intense desire for life, the inevitable mental defenses and attitudes to life, and the tendency to repeat dynamics and choices in an attempt to resolve early traumas, conflicting emotions and internal contradictions.

The narrative highlights issues, such as, how crucial the beginnings of things are and how they can contain the end. There are references to the poet T.S. Eliot who says “In my beginning is my end.” The author refers to the difficulty of giving and receiving love, the obstacles we ourselves put up, the difficult process of psychological maturation, and how without the opportunity for exploration, understanding and acceptance, old burdens, expectations and losses can sometimes lead us down wrong paths. The narrative also focuses on the importance of the ethics and quality of the psychotherapeutic relationship and journey that changes both parties involved, and on the last stage of the therapeutic process.

Pepelasi honors those who find the courage to visit esoteric places or explore memories that most prefer to leave untouched. She writes: “This journey is arduous, and not everyone has the same ability to express in words the inner dramatic experiences and conflicts. The path to self-knowledge has no easy and immediate solutions.”

**Marietta Pepelasi is a counseling psychologist and psychotherapist. She has written poetry and prose, and in 2013 she held her first solo painting exhibition.

Podcast

In the Being Well podcast of July 21st with the title: Is Self-Help Making You Miserable, father and son, Rick and Forrest Hanson, discuss some of the pitfalls of the self-help industry, which they are part of. On the one hand, there’s nothing wrong with trying to help oneself to heal, mature, develop certain skills, understand how the mind works, discern defenses and behaviours that might not facilitate living or be in our best interest, become more agentic or find out more of why and how to stop “shooting ourselves in the foot.” As Forrest puts it there’s nothing wrong in trying to “achieve some kind of reliable happiness and wellbeing in a very chaotic and often unreliable world.” On the other hand, they claim that the field of self-help has several problems, from cults, gurus and snake oil salesmen to rampant misinformation and pseudoscience [the quantum this or that]. Especially, when this comes from scientists or professionals who know better, it can be misleading and can lead people down undesired rabbit holes. Furthermore, beyond this obvious stuff, there are still all kinds of issues and complexities about modern self-help content.

They begin by clarifying that in this episode they will not cover all the problematic aspects of the industry, but mostly focus on two big questions: What are the more implicit issues that tend to show up in self-help broadly?  & What’s the right balance in a person’s life between trying to heal, grow, and get better in different ways, versus a relentless craving or seeking where the goalposts are just constantly pushed back for them. They’re always working on something….. so they never really get to actually just feel content?

Guidelines for better or wiser living have always been around and people have always seeked ways to live and relate better. Since antiquity, philosophers, teachers and religious leaders have always posed questions or offered advice and guidelines, some useful, some not. Rick refers to the Stoics, the Tao Te Ching, and religious texts. He notes that there’s a long-standing effort to offer counsel and tools to people so that they can then use themselves to live and co-exist better, and that it’s not specific to modern forms. It’s easy, he says, to see that some of the pitfalls exist out there in the world and they are not unique to the very modern self-help industry. For example, poverty, suffering and illness have in certain contexts been reframed as punishment. Some suggest this is so because we are born in sin and some because of sins committed in  past lives. It may be worth considering the economic and political implications of these ideas. Rick comments that these ideas: “advantage people who are in upper caste positions.”

Another point made on the podcast is that “when the individual is the primary unit of analysis, all problems become personal problems. When what we’re looking at is you as a person and our whole framework is what you’re doing to change yourself and improve in different kinds of ways, it all becomes about you.” Spend enough time exploring the self-help world and you soon realize that an irrational de-contextualization and generalization takes place, where the only factors at play seem to be one’s desire to change and their actions, for instance. It is a kind of gaslighting and it can deflect people from reality and instill guilt and a sense of helplessness. Socioeconomic and political factors, individual differences, geography and accommodation circumstances, opportunities for employment, cultural contexts, peers are all disregarded and rendered invisible.

It soon dawns on you that some spaces are actually promoting a harsh, though at times subtle, neo liberal framework, within which human behaviour, relationships, families, societies, causes and problems, are understood. Rick notes that “a sort of underlying neoliberalism in the way that the self-help industry tends to operate. The individual is the primary driver of things. It’s about personal responsibility. It’s kind of this very Western, pull yourself up by your bootstraps. You know, if we just deregulated everything, then it would all be okay because individuals would be able to kind of shine through without being burdened by whatever…… it is interesting the degree to which some, many people in the self-help space are very progressive and I would say social democratic. Still, there are some people in a self-help space, I’ll call it self-improvement space, who do tend to tilt toward laissez-faire capitalism and more of that rugged individualistic frame.”

It was sort of refreshing to hear that things. like say poverty. actually do exist and do impact physical and mental health, level of access to services, education and employment prospects, and possibilities of self-actualization. To quote them: “The greatest mental health issue in the world, certainly in America, is poverty……If you want to improve mental health, raise people out of poverty. …And there are obvious ways to do that.” Rick also refers to factors like the influence of peers. He uses his son’s [Forrest’s] experience in school, as an example of the potential negative impact of other kids, peer groups and school dynamics:  “And then think about the causes of that, the way the school system is structured and the way kids are disconnected from ordinary life and put in these kind of places, like schools and malls, where it’s Lord of the Flies a fair amount of the time…”

Another issue they talk about is that it is easy for someone who has access professionally to an effective medicinal or psychological tool to become reductionist, and view it as an effective panacea ignoring individual differences and contexts. Also, they refer to how often in personal growth and mindfulness spaces one can find a competitive and performative atmosphere. Forrest notes: “Status is everywhere and power games are everywhere. And just because people are a little bit more kind of psychologically knowledgeable doesn’t mean that those power games go away.”

Additionally, they discuss the inherent conflicts within the industry like the fact that on the one hand, the goal is to help people solve certain problems, move more towards self-actualization or create more joy and contentment in their lives, and on the other hand, all this is bad for business. Forrest says that “a great way to make money is by finding new things for people to feel insecure about. And the problem with this fundamentally is that the incentive structure changes for people who create content. When the incentive is to keep somebody buying things, contentment is bad for business.”

Throughout the podcast Forrest and Rick highlight the wisdom of a balanced middle path, where our efforts to mature, become aware, heal or reclaim agency is balanced with the knowledge that “we’re situated inside of a broader context. And that’s the piece that often gets lost.” They comment on how the self-help industry tends to propogate the idea that “you’re the problem, do this thing, your problem will get better. If it doesn’t get better, it’s because you didn’t do my thing well enough,” and at the same time they focus on the importance of personal agency: “There’s this huge forwarding and foregrounding of agency……. People’s lives tend to change when they start to take more responsibility for what’s going on in them.”

Finally, Forrest sums up the talk by offering some core principles that people could consider while engaging with self-help material or any process of growth or healing, in order to avoid the various pitfalls, and to be more discerning, selective and agentic about the whole process. He concludes that the recent huge mainstreaming of psychology and self-improvement content has introduced useful information into our lives: about how to raise children in healthier ways, about attachment theory, about the impact of our past on our current wellbeing and the need to integrate past experience and aspects of ourselves, and has helped us understand ourselves and our relationship dynamics, which is all positive, but not without its problems.

You can read more on this topic in the third part of an older post (4-6-2023) in which I included a presentation of the book, Manufacturing Happy Citizens: How the Science and Industry of Happiness Control Our Lives by Edgar Cabanas and Eva Illouz, at: http://www.trauma-art-alexandritonya.com/?p=10445&lang=en

The Day I am Free

“Every country must take their responsibility for their own romani inhabitants; nobody should have to flee to another country to ensure their human dignity….” Hans Caldaras (musician, Taikon’s cousin)

Today’s post is about a book titled, The Day I Am Free, which tells the story of Swedish-Roma Katarina Taikon in three parts.The first section contains her biography written by journalist Lawen Mohtadi in 2012. Mohtadi also examines the historical contexts, and sociopolitical and ideological background of the events of Taikon’s life and activism. For instance, she writes that “during the same period that the Swedish welfare society begins to take shape, another political current emerges: eugenics.” The second part includes the first volume of Taikon’s autobiographically based children’s book series, Katitzi, in which she writes about a girl’s struggle as part of an ethnic minority in Sweden. The third section includes an essay about the cultural impact of Katitzi by curator Maria Lind. The book also includes photos, book illustrations and book covers.

Most of us know that Sweden is a welfare state, a society that prioritizes environmental issues and recycling, civic engagement, free access to good quality education, child care and health services. Its people also boast one of the longest life expectancies in the world. The Swedes have also managed to balance work and free time better than other countries, and have pursued a policy of peace since World War I, and I think, have not engaged in direct military conflict since the early 19th century. Many of us are familiar with furniture or some other home product from IKEA. Sweden is also a beautiful country, and years ago I managed to visit Sweden and a bordering Finland town over the Christmas holidays.

Swedish films, artists and writers have exerted an influence on me since adolescence. I am also aware of Sweden through the lens and writings of Theodor Kallifatides, a Greek who has lived and written in Sweden since 1964, and explores themes of memory, identity, alienation, of belonging and of being an outsider, immigration and displacement, the complex process of integration and navigating cultural differences, the experience of writing in Greek and writing in Swedish.  On leaving one’s homeland and on immigration he writes: “Emigration is a kind of partial suicide. You don’t die, but a great deal dies within you. Not least, the language,” and “Your home country makes you more of a foreigner than you feel yourself.”

However, there is no place on earth exempt from social ills, and Sweden too, has its stories and history of racism and discrimination against minorities and immigrants. I knew nothing about the history of the Roma people in Sweden and their struggles during a great part of the 20th century or Katarina Taikon until I came across the book: The Day I Am Free. There is nothing exceptional about Sweden’s treatment of Roma. According to Amnesty International these minorities have suffered systematic and widespread discrimination across Europe for centuries. In 2016, the European Commission coined the term antigypsyism to designate anti-Roma institutional and individual hostility, aggression, and exclusion. Katarina Taikon’s older sister, Rosa Taikon, states: “I am worried. Are we going back to the 1930 – and 40’s? We see Roma in the Balkans, where they may live with their children on toxic slag heaps…..”

Katarina Taikon, an actress and prolific writer, is considered a prominent Swedish human rights activist of the 20th century, often compared to Martin Luther King Jr. Her writing defined the Roma struggle for equal rights, and also, produced realistic and anti-racist narratives for children. She lived in Sweden in an era when the Roma minority was heavily discriminated against, excluded from education, housing and the rights of citizenship that the Swedish welfare state provided for its citizens. Taikon’s activities were aimed at securing the civil rights of Roma in Sweden. Through political activism, media campaigning and writing, she raised the issue of the living conditions of the Roma.

Taikon was born in 1932 in a camp in Sweden, the youngest of four children of Johan Taikon, a Kalderash Roma musician and silversmith, whose parents were Hungarian subjects and had come to Sweden from Russia at the turn of the 20th century, and ho had remained stateless all his life, and a non Roma Swedish woman, Agda Karlsson, whom Johan met while she was employed as a waitress and he as a violinist in the same restaurant. Agda became his second wife, and formed an almost ‘daughter-mother relationship’ with his first wife, known as mami Masha, who was at the time in her fifties. Masha had been a dancer at the Bolshoi Theatre in Russia and was not Roma either. Agda died at the age of 29 from tuberculosis leaving four young children behind. KatarinaTaikon and her siblings were close to mami Masha and when their mother passed away she supported them.

In the mid 30s Johan Taikon met Siv, a non Roma woman, who would become the children’s step mother, and mother to three new siblings. Masha was sent to live in another camp and Katarina was given to the Kreuters, a childless couple, who wanted to adopt her. Katarina’s life changed dramatically, she now lived in a warm house, had her own decorated bedroom, which looked like a toy store, dresses and any food she wanted. She lived with them for two years and then was turned over to child welfare services because they wanted to adopt her and her father had refused. She was seven when she was taken to an orphanage, and when a few weeks later her father came to retrieve her she refused to go with him, but eventually, she did return to her family, where despite her father’s warmth and understanding, she suffered beatings and emotional abuse from her step-mother.

Even though Johan Taikon had tried to enroll his children in school, he was always prevented from doing so, either by local authorities or other parents, who did not want Roma children in their schools. Katarina was denied education, and she attended school for a little while at the age of 10. It was only in her late twenties that she went back to school. At the age of fourteen Katarina was, like her older sister, Rosa, a few years earlier, forced to marry. Both sisters left these child-marriages. After a few months of being married Katarina ran away. She found shelter in a home for girls run by a humanitarian organization, where she was supported in finding work, saving a little money, and gaining financial independence.

In 1947 she was offerd a role by Arne Sucksdorff, a documentary filmmaker and Sweden’s first Oscar winner. He offered her the lead role in his short film, Departure, which portrays Roma life. Even though the film depicted their life in a romanticized way, the dialogues were spoken in the Romani language and the Roma were not portrayed in a negative context. It also opened the door to further artistic and public activity for her. During the next decade Taikon had various jobs for survival, but she increasingly performed in films and plays, often with her sister, Rosa, and began to move in artistic circles. In 1952, actor Per Oscarsson offered Katarina and Rosa accommodation in his large house, where they became acquainted with the Declaration of Human Rights for all people and the advocacy of the right to housing, employment and education, which would prove crucial for the Taikon sisters’ turning to activism and working to improve Roma life circumstances.

In the book, Mohtadi refers to friends and relatives that belonged to Taikon’s circle. She notes that “Katarina’s daily existence did not distinguish between work and pleasure, the personal and the political: the different spheres largely overlapped.” One person very close to Katarina was her eldest sister. Rosa Taikon was born in 1926 and was a mother figure for Katarina. Like her father she chose to become a silversmith, and since her first exhibition in 1966, her art has been shown in prestigious galleries throughout Sweden. Her work is a part of permanent exhibitions in various museums in Sweden and abroad. Along with her sister, she participated in political and social activities related to Roma rights and was awarded numerous prizes and merits, both for her artwork and her work in human rights. She died in 2017.

Hans Caldaras, a younger cousin of Roma ethnic background, was one of the many people who stayed in Taikon’s guest room for a while, when he was young and wanted to embark on a musical career. In his bio it is mentioned that he has done almost everything as an artist, concerts, musicals, theatre plays, festivals, many records and a variety of radio and television appearances. His repertoire is roma music with influences from improvised jazz, latin and gypsy swing. Caldaras mentions that Katarina and Bjorn introduced him to French films, and together they went to restaurants and bars, and he took care of the children when they were busy. He writes: “Political discussions, the roma question, Sweden geopolitics, were a constant in their living room.”

In 1958, Katarina met photographer, Bjorn Langhammer, who became her husband and partner in many artistic and political projects for over twenty years. That same year she, along with her sister Rosa and Björn, began a two-year course at a public college. With a basic education Katarina was able to continue her studies and she attended a business finance course. After her studies she took on the running of the Vips American Ice Cream Bar in Stockholm, which became a hub for many of her friends and acquaintances and her customers included many actors and artists. Katarina Taikon had her third child, Niki, in 1961, fathered by Björn Langhammar.

The following year her brother Paul was murdered, and a year later in1963 her first autobiographical book for adults, Gypsy Woman, was published, a great achievement if one considers that it was first book by a Romani author dealing with the living conditions of the Roma in Sweden. Mohtadi comments: “The book landed like a bomb in Swedish society….. Sweden took a leading role as a proponent of global equality and justice. The nation’s self-perception hinged on an idea of Sweden as a place free of racism, or, as it was sometimes termed, minority problems.” The book generated a public debate about the discrepancy between the Swedish welfare state and the segregation of the Roma population, and the need to do something about this.

A year later Taikon met Martin Luther King Jr., who had come to Scandinavia to receive the Nobel Peace Prize, and with her sister Rosa, launched, among other things, a literacy course for adult Roma. Because the Swedish educational authorities were not willing to fund further education for the Roma, the Roma Union organized a series of protests culminating on May 1, 1965. The protests were successful and a delegation led by Katarina Taikon was invited to talk to Prime Minister Tage Erlander. As a result, ten adult schools were opened in Sweden within a year, and the program was included in the national education system. The Union went on to publish its own magazine called We Live from 1965 to 1973, and Taikon published her second book titled We Are Gypsies. In 1964 Katarina was appointed as an honorary member of the Swedish Youth Peace Alliance. 

In 1967, the Swedish authorities turned to Taikon for help concerning the status of Roma refugees from Poland and Italy. After an initial failure to allow the refugees to stay, a protest was organized that led to a new meeting with the minister at which it was decided that they would be allowed to stay; however, two years later, the Social Democratic government decided that a group of 47 French Roma would not be granted asylum. Although this decision would be reversed two years later, the deportation both disappointed and had an impact on Taikon’s stance on how to effect change in society.She decided to focus on working with the young, believing that they were the engine of change in Swedish society.

So, in the 1970s she started writing a semi-autobiographical series for children and adolescents centered on a young Roma girl called Katitzi.The series was hugely successful and became the most read children’s books in Sweden, after Astrid Lindgren’s Pippi Longstockin’s series. She drew on her own experiences and touched upon themes of injustice, ignorance, and exclusion, concerning the Roma community in Sweden. Maria Lind writes: “Katitzi manages, despite quite dreadful circumstances, to find her way to an acceptable existence and, in time, to self-actualization.”

Taikon’s work to bring about social changes brought her into contact both with the most marginalized, and many artists, activists and politicians, all the way up to the Prime Minister. Her life long struggle for human rights for the Roma, and her focus on access to education and decent housing was successful; however, she also became the target of attacks, and eventually, the cumulative effect of personal history and trauma, lack of rest and overwork led to exhaustion, depression, physical ailments and pain. She was also hospitalized for double pneumonia. Mohtad writes: “Demands had increased from all directions. Some were of her own making: she believed that she had an obligation to transform society and that people should not have to suffer and struggle to survive. Other denmands were external from people who asked for help, and whom she could not refuse…”

In 1981, a year after Taikon and Langhammer published the last book of the Katitzi series, they divorced. The following year, she suffered a heart attack whilst undergoing tests at a hospital and fell into a coma from which she never awoke. Langhammer cared for her in their home until his own death in 1986. Then her three children and her sister, Rosa, took care of her until she passed away in 1995 with her beloved sister, Rosa, at her side.

From 1975 the Katitzi stories had already begun to be adapted into other media with the publication of comics, the creation of a television series, followed by theatrical performances. In 2012 her biography, The Day I Am Free, was published by Mohtadi, and based on the book, Mohtadi and journalist Gellert Tamas made a 2015 documentary film: The Untold Story of a Roma Freedom Fighter. In 2019, the European Roma Institute for Arts and Culture (ERIAC) in Stockholm organized an exhibition dedicated to Katitzi and her influence on Swedish society. Seven short documentary films dedicated to the book and its author were also produced, and Katitzi’s stories were republished.

Life as an embroidery or stitched cloth

“Needlework can take us far away from where we are in our imagination, but it can also lead us back to where we belong.”  Clare Hunter

“Sewing not only traps memory; it can also help to rekindle it.”  Clare Hunter

In her book, Threads of Life: A History of the World Through the Eye of a Needle, Clare Hunter, a community-minded textile artist, banner maker, and exhibition curator from Scotland, traces the history of needlework across eras, and explores the expressive possibilities and diverse uses of fabric, needle and thread. Her book is about the social, artistic, political and emotional significance of sewing and embroidery. It is a wide-ranging account of the ways needle works of all kinds have mattered and made meaning throughout history, and it is a chronicle of memory, identity, power, politics, protest, loss, and recovery. Above all, it is a book about our inhernet human need to tell stories, no matter the medium, and the power of needlework to do this. Sewing and embroidery have not only being a means to create works of beauty, but also a subversive art that has allowed individuals and collectives to express themselves, communicate ideas and emotions, protest, connect generationally, and record historical events. Mostly women, but also many men, have used the language of needlework to make their voices heard, even in very difficult circumstances.

Hunter uses the history of needlework as a lens to explore human history and historical events, with an emphasis on sewing as a means of expression for the hurt, marginalized, impoverished or silenced. She has selected evocative titles for her 16 chapters: Unknown, Power, Frailty, Captivity, Identity, Connection, Protect, Journey, Protest, Loss, Community, Place, Value, Art, Work, & Voice. In each chapter she animates historical figures, movements and events, and she writes about both the sewn creations of particular historical figures or individual stitchers, as well as, the collective efforts and histories of different groups and peoples. She moves across centuries and continents from medieval Europe to Southern America and the USA, from African tribes and Asian cultures to Scotland, her homeland, while simultaneously situating her own journey and experiences, creating an autobiographical thread that runs through all the chapters.

Hunter draws on different geographic regions and historical eras to demonstrate how needlework has contributed to communities, and religious and political movements, and how stitching has been used for survival, solace, commemoration, and a means pf protest and awareness-raising. She also makes visible the two aspects of needlework: work for public display and work of a more intimate and personal nature. Finally, she provides a plethora of examples to support her arguments.

She begins with the famous Bayeux Tapestry, “a precious cultural relic deemed worthy of special safeguarding by UNESCO.” The Bayeux Tapestry, an embroidered narrative cloth with 58 numbered scenes depicted in linen cloth and wool yarn, “the simplest of material,” tells the story of the Battle of Hastings in 1066, and is “at heart a morality tale: a warning of the cost of betrayal.” Hunter traces the long history and adventures of the cloth. When Germany invaded France, Heinrich Himmler appropriated the tapestry and in 1944 he had it secreted in a basement of the Louvre; however, when his guards arrived to take the tapestry, the Louvre was already in the hands of the French Resistance, and thus, it remained in France. She suggests that it’s the tapestry’s story rather than its stitching that saved it, its political rather than cultural worth. She also considers the creators of the cloth and notes that even though their needlework might be of historical value, collected by museums, its anonymous women embroiderers remain uncelebrated. She conjures up an image of how these women would have sat for hours, months and years on end, their bodies aching and their eyes smarting with the fire smoke and candlelight, bent over a rectangular frame, some sewing upside down, under the pressure of an overseer.

In her chapter, Power, but also throughout the book, she succeeds in illustrating the intrinsic link between historical events and the art of stitches. She explores Mary, Queen of Scots’needlework story. Mary was a talented embroiderer, who created and displayed a magnificent “armoury of textiles” from her early years in France up to her execution in 1587. During her long years of captivity, her exquisite embroidery, embroidery written in secret codes, provided her with an outlet for her energy and creativity, gave her strength and carried her messages to the outside world. Her work became her emotional and political representative, and her stitched signatures asserted royal rights and claims. Hunter concludes that while Mary used needlework “to assert her sovereign power and campaign for her reinstatement, perhaps there also lay behind her stitching a more basic human impulse: to maintain self-control, create order and exercise choice among the tumult and humiliation of her life.”

Another example of this intricate link between political events, needlework and art, concerns the suffragettes’ deliberate decision, in the early 20th century, to create and carry banners “sewn in ravishing needlework, employing the most beautiful of fabrics — brocades, silks, damasks, and velvets — and using materials deliberately displaced from the privacy of the drawing room to the public arena of demonstration.” Mary Lowndes, for instance, “set up the Artists’ Suffrage League to supply the suffragette cause with bold, eye-catching campaigning artwork.” In 1911 one of Ann Macbeth’s banners was embroidered with eighty signatures of suffragettes that had been incarcerated and force fed in Holloway Prison. Towards the end of the book Hunter notes how stitched signatures are the physical marks of individual or collective insistence on being recognised and how signing textiles amplifies individual voices. She writes: “… people have embroidered their signatures on textiles to register their existence or record a common trauma in indelible sewing which leaves a lasting impression.”

In her chapter Frailty, Hunter explores needle work as a means of healing, recovery, and mere survival. She provides examples of people, women and men, in severe physical and / or mental pain that were able through sewing to find a voice, retain their sense of identity or sense of purpose and record events or personal experience. John Craske, for instance, was a third-generation fisherman, who during WWI caught influenza, which developed into a brain abscess. He was hospitalised, briefly moved to a lunatic asylum, and then sent back home incapacitated, to his wife, prey to episodes of amnesia. He painted small objects and boats to make a living, but when he became increasingly bed-ridden and couldn’t paint lying down, his wife taught him some rudimentary embroidery stitches. Through sewing, John discovered that cloth and thread allowed him to create the texture of the sea, which he loved so much, and the softness of sand dunes, even more tangibly than paint. Near the end of his life he began work on his most ambitious embroidery, The Evacuation of Dunkirk, a panorama of war pandemonium.

During, and after World War I, sewing provided support and healing to soldiers suffering with PTSD, then known as shell shock. Hunter notes that for the men who returned home from the carnage of the First World War, new approaches to healing were necessary, and so occupational therapy was born. She writes: “Handicrafts played a major role in therapeutic post-war rehabilitation. Through a coalition of government, voluntary and medical authorities, artists and craft workers were recruited to organise projects, workshops, exhibitions and commissions…..” and even though sewing “seemed the least likely candidate for male recuperation, yet it was embroidery that became the absorbing occupation for thousands of ex-servicemen, affording them not just the satisfaction of skilled accomplishment, but also a means to boost self-worth and earn a little income.”

In her chapter, Captivity, Hunter refers to humanitarian Elizabeth Fry, who is credited with first introducing needlework into prisons, as an antidote to powerlessness and means of creative self-expression. A century later, during the Second World War, at the fall of the Singapore to the Japanese in 1942, women prisoners of war used sewing as a subterfuge to stay in contact with their men, to resist and retain a sense of identity.The conditions were dire and dehumanizing, and uncertainty and malnutrition, brutality, disease and death were everyday experiences. Ethel Mulvaney suggested they make patchwork quilts, which they convinced their captors were humanitarian gifts to comfort patients in the prison hospital. Each small square was to have a sewn autograph and a personal image. Some were made by girls aged 8 to 16. One girl’s most subversive piece was an image of the Japanese flag, which she entitled The Flag of Tyranny. Hunter comments that even though its discovery would have meant punishment and possible execution, she still stitched out her truth.

Many men also sewed in the Second World War POW camps. Sewing kits known as a ‘housewife,’were included in the occupational parcels provided to soldiers by the Red Cross. Major Alexis Casdaglis ran sewing classes for fellow prisoners in his camp in Germany. Hunter writes: “He unravelled wool from old jumpers to cross-stitch defiance,” and sent embroideries to his son and family via Portugal, a neutral country. More recently, writer, Tracy Chevalier, commissioned The Sleep Quilt, which is entirely stitched and quilted by prisoners, mostly male, in some of Britain’s toughest jails. Fine Cell Work is the charity that made the quilt possible. Each of the 63 squares explores what sleep means in prison. Sleep has a great significance in prisons because it is that more difficult to find, in these noisy, hot and cramped environments. Also, for some it is a moment of escape and peace, but for others a return to all that hurts or they most regret in life [See at: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nx_0VQ4Vj78].

Esther Krintz and her younger sister survived the Holocaust and the unfortnate fate of her whole family by pretending to be Catholics and hiding. Hunter tells us that we know her story because she sewed it down. Long after the events, when living in America with her family she created her beautiful embroided memoir, choosing “sewing as an act of restoration.” She has included the scene when the Nazis arrived in Mniszek in the fall of 1939, her mother in her apron standing in front of her house with the lace curtained windows, her grandfather’s shoe lying where it had fallen off his foot as he was dragged by the Nazis, she and her sister in their pretty frocks and plaited hair witnessing the scene. Needlework takes time and requires patience and care. The process must have been painful and one of remembering, feeling, commemoration, sublimation of the pain into something beautiful, and also, creating a visual history for future generations.

Hunter reminds us that during the German occupation of Holland women had played an equally courageous role as men through civilian resistance. In 1946 many new women’s organisations were formed. During the war Mies Boissevain-van Lennep had helped Jewish citizens and as a consequence had her house raided by the Nazis. Her husband, four children and nephew were all killed, and she was incarcerated in a camp, in which by 1945 over 90,000 women and children had died. Hunter writes that after the war Mies called on women to make what she called the ‘skirt of life’ or the ‘liberation skirt.’ This commemorative skirt was made of old, colourful patches, sewn on to an older skirt so that the original background disappeared. The women were to weave the pattern of their life into their skirt, and the hem had to consist of orange triangles with the date May “5th, 1945” and the dates of national holidays, on which the skirt was worn, sewn into it.

In her chapter on Identity, Hunter claims that “embroidery is often the last remnant of identity to be salvaged by the dispossessed.” She describes how displaced Palestinian women in refugee camps, initially, safeguarded their particular village stitches, but then began to mix styles indicating the change that had taken place, and also, the need to strengthen a national identity or consciousness. The Hmong, an Asian ethnic group that have faced “centuries of ethnic division, warfare and enforced migration,” have told their stories of rural life, village bombardments, jungle marches, the treacherous crossing of the Mekong River and meagre existence in refugee camp,” through story cloths. Women in these contexts also sew to earn a little income. Hunter claims that needlework is often used as a first step to empowering women to determine ways to improve their status and diminish the social controls and economic dependency that limit their well-being and progress; however, she adds that their motive is not solely financial because embroidery and sewing re-thread a sense of identity, reclaim a culture, and keep future generations in touch with their heritage.

Under Pinochet’s harsh rule in Chile women created colourful arpilleras, embroideries sewn on burlap, to send word to the outside world of deprivation and the suppression of human rights, and to tell the stories of kidnapped family members. At first, the regime overlooked this activity as innocent craft-making, and not tools of subversion, but once they became aware of what was actually going on, women were followed and houses were raided. She also discusses how oppressors’ assertion of power has frequently been enforced through the suppression of traditional dress.When, for instance, the Soviet Union repressed the embroidering of ethnic designs and symbols and the wearing of national costume in Ukraine, they succeeded in “engineer[ing] a natural loss of embroidery practice and knowledge,” which had to be reclaimed and adapted to contemporary times after independence. She examines the frequent detrimental effects of missionary or imperial incursions that forced changes to indigenous dress, crafts and traditions in Africa, the Herero tribe, in particular. And in China the Cultural Revolution banned what was termed the Four Old Things: old customs, old culture, old ideas and old habits, and an obligatory uniformity in dress was imposed.

In her chapter, Connection, Hunter writes about the 18th century “billet books” from London’s Foundling Hospital. Mothers, mostly impoverished and unmarried, who left their newborns there were “encouraged to leave tokens, both as a memento and as proof of parentage” in case they were ever able to come back for their children. These tokens were tiny, just an inch or two of cloth snipped from the mother’s clothes. She writes: “Many are grimed in dirt, some thinned with wear, most dulled by poverty. . . . One child was left a pale blue satin-soft rosette. In the company of the other, more austere tokens, it appeared as luxuriant as a full-blown rose.” Hunter conxludes that the result is an intensely heartbreaking record of “that moment of choosing, of mothers deciding what remnant of themselves to leave, how best to communicate love, regret, hope, a small explanation to the child they will never see again,” but one woman, Sarah Bender, was able to come back eight years later, “clutching her half of an embroidered heart and was reunited with her son.”

She opens her chapter, Place, by referring to Scottish singer and story gatherer Alison McMorland’s 1994 project on the island of Mull, in the Inner Hebrides, in which she recorded the memories of the island’s oldest residents. These recollections were then transformed first into a painting by Edinburgh based artist, Kate Downie, and then into a textile by Hebridean spinner, weaver and dyer, Flora McDonald. In the same chapter Hunter talks about 18th-century stitched globes and maps sewn by schoolgirls that had gained popularity from 1770 onwards in Europe and North America, in an age when geography, “a narrative that explored the cultural, economic, religious and hierarchical social organisation of different continents,” was an important part of the school curriculum and there was “a growing appetite for lists, for quantitative rather than qualitative data, for precise details of size and scale.” Additionally, Hunter writes that in America embroidery was to play a significant role in recording its altered consciousness after its independence, and that girls were invited through education to have a place in the civic evolution of their country. It was through embroidery that they first made their mark. She also refers to more recent community map making, and suggests that “In community map-making, time can conflate: it is possible to layer knowledge and memory, insert lost landmarks, reinstate hidden paths, reinstall the ghosts of vanished architecture.”

Through her community work with groups from different cultures in dofferent countries, Hunter has found that “When a cultural language is threatened, or forbidden, its distinct vocabulary is often preserved through needlework as an alternative visual script. When the Welsh language was banned in Welsh schools, people conserved it on sewn samplers.” She has observed that the loss of culture, when people have, for instance, been forcibly removed from their homeland, is not relinquished by people, but translated into other forms. She writes: “So it was with African American slaves: they kept hold of cultural memory by translating it into mediums where it could be kept safe.” She considers the siginificance of place in the “syncopated, free-spirited” quilts made by enslaved people in North America. Not many slave quilts have survived, since they were made with cheap or already worn fabric; however, two that have survived were made by Harriet Powers, born in 1837. They are “a fusion of American quilt-making, Christian imagery and African traditions,” and are known as The Bible Quilt and The Pictorial Quilt. Hunter notes that they offer a unique insight into the visual vocabulary of enslaved women and provide indisputable evidence that African American slaves carried their visual culture with them and used sewing to preserve it.

In her reference to Judy Chicago’s famous installation, The Dinner Party, Hunter comments that the significance of the artists designs and commissioned embroidery got lost in the mostly male critical fixation on the dinner plates, but the plates were only a part of this overall work, which also included “large fabric runners to each place setting which referenced–symbolically and pictorially–each woman’s chronological place in history and provided greater insight to their narratives.” Each runner was researched and a wide variety of needlework techniques were used and many embroiders were employed. For instance, the runner, dedicated to the female Egyptian pharaoh, Hatsepsut, was embroided with hieroglyphic characters and it took two years to complete.

Hunter also sheds lights on the working conditions of embroiders and seamstresses over different historical periods, and includes elements like economics, class and race in her discussion. In her chapter, Work, she focuses on major shifts that were brought about in the working lives of people who worked with fabric and thread, during specific eras, and the “increasing public concern about the inhumane conditions suffered by the working poor” in Britain, Scotland and Irleand. She also discusses the changes that the invention of the sewing machine brought about, which didn’t ultimately free people from labor, but instead changed the pace and nature of the work. On the one hand, it did give women an opportunity for independence, financial freedom, and the possibility to run their own workshops. On the other hand, women lost the sociability that needleworkers had enjoyed because until the invention of the sewing machine, sewing had mostly been companionable, whether women worked in group settings or at home with family. Now it became a solitary occupation at home, or the toil of factory workers sewing amid the clang and clatter of machinery. Also, sewing machines rather than alleviating exploitation exacerbated it. In the textile industries women were cheaper labor and largely un-unionised. Hunter quotes Karl Marx, who in his book, Das Kapital, foresaw the devastation the arrival of the sewing machine would wreak on textile workers.

She comments that time and sexism have been needlework’s two great antagonists, due to the inherent fragility of these works of art made of thread and fabric, that are vulnerable to fading, fraying and tearing, and to museum curators’s tendency to reject pieces and collections that often get lost for ever. At other instances, women’s achievements, have either been subsumed into their male partners’ careers, or otherwise discounted and ignored. In her chapter, Value, Hunter expands on the lives and achievements of three artists Mary Delany, Mary Knowles and Mary Linwood, who “crossed the threshold of the exclusive world of male fine art to revitalise the artistic and commercial value of sewn art. They attracted royal patronage, exhibited widely, and made money and reputations as artists. But their time in the sun was temporary, their sewn masterpieces now forgotten.” Charles Dickens wrote a poignant elegy after a visit he made to see Linwood’s textural re-interpretations of the masterpieces of Gainsborough or Rubens offered by her needle painting.

In this chapter, Hunter traces the gender politics and history of the importance and value of needlework. In the 19th century, for instance, soldiers and tailors restored needlework’s value as an artistic pursuit; however, these men chose not to call themselves ‘embroiderers.’ Stokes, for instance, a war veteran and invalid, illustrated The Battle of Cairo in nearly 10,000 scraps of fabric, which he had stitched together while ‘in a lying position.’ Hunter notes that these works were not only an exemplar of male artistry and industry; they were also made to support a movement that advocated sobriety amongst the working classes. In particular after the Crimean War, in which both sides suffered cataclysmic losses, there was an escalating alcohol addiction amongst soldiers, and needlework was fostered as an alternative to drink.

In her chapter, Art, she traces the history, mostly in Scotland, of the elevation of needlework to art needlework. She claims that art was emphatically a male preserve and women had been barred from membership of art institutions, societies and clubs, and excluded from the Royal Academy in Britain. They were restricted observers of the world they lived in and with few opportunities to interpret it through their art. She writes: “Women on the cusp of the twentieth century were intent on broadening their professional and political horizons and with the suffragette movement gathering momentum, the endeavours of Glasgow’s aspiring women artists were lending support to a wider social change by using their art to make the talents and achievements of women more visible.” Now, she writes, an individualistic stamp and exploration of materials and their effect were encouraged, and Jessie Newbery, among many others, an active supporter of the suffragette cause became involved in initiatives to bolster the place of women in society and secure visibility for women’s art. Hunter claims that Newbery heralded a new consciousness of the sensual potential of surface stitchery, unloosed from tradition.

Hunter weaves her own story into each chapter, especially, in the last one with the title, Voice. She reflects on the question: “Why did my mother, so hard-pressed with the toil of housework and the rearing of four children, take time to sit patiently by my side and induct me in the intricacies of embroidery….?” And responds: “I believe now that she wanted to find a way to keep me occupied. Although never boisterous, I was forged from a curious spirit, ever questioning, wanting to explore the small world around me. My inquisitiveness claimed an excessive share of her attention. The absorption of needlework encouraged me to be stiller, quieter. But it also gave me another way to express myself.” I pondered on whether to situate my own relavant experiences and reflections on the links between me and a generation gone, my mother and aunts, and my primary school crafts teacher, but decided against it due to the length of the post. In some sense, needle and thread “stitch” generations together through the passing down of both creations and skills, from mothers to daughters. Maybe I will return to this, as it turns out, interesting and broader than I thought topic, in the future.

In this chapter Hunter expands on the possibilities of needle and thread as a visual language and the power it has to give people a voice, but also on the ways that oppressors have appropriated sewing to disempower and diminish others. For instance, sewing was used by the Nazis to silence a people. One of their strategies was “destruction through work.” In one context, in 1940 the Nazis corralled over 160,000 Jews, children included, who were forced to sew from morning till evening with only one daily ration of 700 calories. By 1945 few had survived. She also mentions that in 1631, John Taylor advised “the tempering of women’s speech through their needlework.” An exhortation, she writes, that “was zealously seized upon by the educators of schoolgirls, as an effective way to temper the supposedly febrile female spirit.”

I think that after reading the book one becomes much more aware of the great potential of fabric, needle and thread. Summarily, needlework can: become a metaphor for life, record history, convey complex social information, conserve memory, protect and preserve personal and collective testimonies, trace out a map, convey a prayer, celebrate a culture, commemorate lives lived and lost, heal and empower, provide a means to create art, generate income, support women’s independence, give voice, proclaim a manifesto, preserve a cultural language, and maintain identity. It can also be a means of protest and documentation. Hunter writes that during apartheid in South Africa, the resistance fighter Ruth First was the first white woman to be incarcerated in solitary confinement for 117 days. By the time she was assassinated in 1982 she had published a short autobiography in which she documented her days of sensory deprivation and the significance of her embroidery to maintain her identity and express her sense of self. Finally, it can serve as a link between generations: “Needlework which remained within families or tribal groups was cherished as emotional and cultural connectors between generations.”