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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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