Forget me not?
Water colour, pencil, pen and acrylic on card
Spending my final year at a hospice on placement was a challenging, but rich, learning experience. The majority of the patients I worked with have died. Being left as the only witness to our therapeutic work has been confusing and isolating. Further to this I have found myself fearing the added ending that will come with finishing the course. It has been a year flooded in loss. My work represents my thoughts and memories of patients and the university, perhaps furthermore my fear of being forgotten when I find myself holding so much in memory.