During the sessions that followed, I stretched in the breaks, twisting my body into counter poses, to release my aches. An extension lead was eventually found, and my goose bumps were banished.
Some days I would count down each minute of the session, but just as often the sound of the final timer elapsing was a surprise to hear.
“My body learnt to relax into the pose, and I found comfort in the stillness.”
Before I left the school, I took a photograph (using my camera phone) of the chair I had been seated on. It was a quick snap, to share with a friend. Eighteen months later, when preparing my portfolio for a Masters deadline, this image became the catalyst for an entire body of work.
