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MIND THE GAP!
New works by Jane Geore
When our dreams and reality part company how does hope prevail? Getting lost in the gap between the real and the imagined, how can new dreams form? This work makes a personal exploration through the heart aching journeys that life presents. It explores grief, loss, chaos, love and hope, arriving eventually at a brave new world. Where is your gap and what magic still exists within your own darkest dread?
In October 2008 my family’s life changed forever when we received the shock news that my eldest daughter has an incredibly rare genetic syndrome called Smith Magenis Syndrome. I can only equate it to a bomb going off within our home! This exhibition charts the journey of these first 12 months since diagnosis.
It began as a search to find some peace within lost dreams and shattered hearts but ultimately it has brought me to a place of hope, new dreams and a clearer realisation of the true power of love.
Along the way I have been compelled to question my controlling spirit that so expected my dreamed of life to become my reality. How sure I was that those dreams would hold fast and my path would be unswerving! With eyes now opened, I have a continued realisation that we all receive some form of separation from our dreams, we all have to deal with a gap, no matter what that may be!
My new place of being is now built on a much firmer understanding of what really matters in life. Above all else it has been love that has pulled me through some terrible times. My beautiful Tilly held onto my heart when all else crumbled around. Held together by a single thread of love we have found each other again within the darkness and we are reinventing a bright new normal together! Love is our song to sing on good days and our rock to cling to on tough days.
This exhibition is dedicated to Tilly, who is the magic and light in all our lives. I would take on SMS a million times over for my angel who remains always our inspiration, joy and sunshine. Secondly I would like to dedicate this work to my wonderful and eternally missed Dad, whose voice this year has returned to my heart many times, pulling me through the bleakest moments. And finally to my family and friends who have carried me when I fell and Poppy and Joe for daily blessings, laughter and spare calm for me to borrow!




























