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My name is Bryony Rose Jennings. I’m                                                                                                                                              skeletal leaves and dried out
        a textile artist from the UK. I create                                                                                                                                            seed heads - symbols of loss and
        sculptures of animals from found                                                                                                                                                  decay. I assembled a tent of
        textiles and reclaimed cloth.                                                                                                                                                     memory that you could enter
                                                                                                                                                                                          and become immersed in, it was

        My creative journey is one of count-                                                                                                                                              a story of transition, I see that
        less meandering paths, all intrinsic to                                                                                                                                           work as one of the starting points
        the many-layered tapestry of experi-                                                                                                                                              that led to the textile sculptures i
        ence that finds me here, in my current                                                                                                                                            make now. The freedom I had at
        role as creator of cloth characters                                                                                                                                               college to explore a wide range
        and summoner of textile souls.                                                                                                                                                    of materials and disciplines was
                                                                                                                                                                                          invaluable, and opened my eyes
        I had a pretty charmed childhood,                                                                                                                                                 to new ways of working.
        growing up in a small cottage in a
        quiet village in rural Hampshire. My                                                                                                                                              I went on to study Jewellery and
        parents were art teachers and are                                                                                                                                                 Silversmithing at university in

        both artists in their own right, I never                                                                                                                                          Birmingham, I learnt to work with
        had to question that a career in the                                                                                                                                              metal and realise my ideas in
        arts was a possibility, and for that I                                                                                                                                            three dimensions. The one thing
        know I am extremely lucky. My broth-                                                                                                                                              that really stuck with me from that
        er and I were always creating,                                                                                                                                                    time is guidance given to me by
        discovering and exploring, the                                                                                                                                                    a wonderful tutor, the late Derek
        kitchen table was often covered in                                                                                                                                                Birch. He saw I was
        clay or drawing paper, my bedroom                                                                                                                                                 completely outside of ‘the box’
        was full of thread and fabric scraps,                                                                                                                                             and encouraged me to cling on

        the garden was all hidey holes, dens                                                                                                                                              to my individuality; I was exploring
        stocked with mud pies and flower                                                                                                                                                  lots of different materials and my
        petal potions.                                                                                                                                                                    jewellery did not always conform
                                                                                                                                                                                          to expectations of polish and
        I grew up lost in my own imagination;                                                                                                                                             perfection. Derek celebrated
        I was a believer in fairies, magical                                                                                                                                              that difference; his insight and
        creatures and talking animals. I loved                                                                                                                                            kind words have helped ensure
        reading storybooks and watching the                                                                                                                                               that I will always forge my own
        slightly surreal children’s TV of 1980’s                                                                                                                                          path.
        Britain. The characters imagined and
        discovered during my formative years                                                                                                                                              The next leg of the journey began

        have a definite, if subconscious,                                                                                                                                                 with an installation in a Cliffside
        influence on my work today.                                                                                                                                                       water-lift for the Folkestone
                                                                                                                                                                                          Triennial in Kent. Leas Lift is a

        I always loved to gather and curate                                                                                                                                               funicular railway, which carries
        collections of treasures, detritus of                and my studio space is full to bursting                        childhood collections and associated                          passengers between the seafront
        nature found in fields, forests and on               with a lifetime of gatherings, some I use                      memories during my art foundation                             and the promenade. My friend
        beaches, forgotten and unloved                       in my work, some I like to keep around                         course at college. l used images of my                        Abi and I had been working
        trinkets gathered from car-boot sales                just for the magic I see in them.                              precious objects transferred on to cloth,                     collaboratively since we
        and charity shops. I still collect and                                                                              free motion stitched together on soluble                      graduated. We settled on beach

        curate, I find it hard to let anything go,           I explored the significance of my                              fabric with depictions of spider webs,                        balls as an iconic symbol of
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