INSTALATIONS

RELESE YOUR INNER CHILD

poem & INSTALATION

by KATHERINE KINGHORN

Chores and work

All work no play

Tied to the tedious everyday

Our playful nature lurks behind

What would your inner child say?

As it's chained to the typical everyday.

We're we born to fill out forms?

Abide by the unwritten adult laws?

Or were we meant for more?

To play to laugh to smile To explore this wonderful world around us.

Not to do the dishes, type & file

We should live everyday as it comes plus

We're not on this earth forever

Feed your inner child Have fun alone, or fun together

Breathe take time to smile.

And When this life gets you down & in the everyday you drown.

Be spontaneous Be silly, be fabulous Take that chance!

You won't look back on your life & remember the day you did your chores,

you'll remember the days you laughed till your cheeks were sore.

So release your inner child now It doesn't matter we're or how,

Just have some fun and don't look back.

Because life is supposed to be lived.

A SHARED PERSPECTVE

poem & INSTALATION

by KATHERINE KINGHORN

a shared perspective.

an installation connective.

a bond unbreakable and the lessons

I taught her

a view that's transpired between me and my daughter.

a mixed point of view of both our perceptions.

your imagination truly shines through.

and your cheeky grin makes me smile too as we embark on this creative journey together

we show our unique bond and my maternal tether

that connects me to her

thought storms and fair weather

unorthodox was our project brief

to look around and beneath the usual

something truly original, unusual and special

and threw my daughters mind we both transpired

this installation to be both viewed and admired

I love you.

My Daughter,

Alicia xx

A glipse inside the mind of an autistic child, hidden mysteries untwined

a safe place a den, inside it I hide, safe and secure my secrets inside

on the front are factual leaflets stating the facts

of the stereotypical autistic child

but inside we see there is far more than meets the eye

one child can not be compared another the spectrum is wide

full of great potential promise, genius

these children are amazing although often inside them self they reside.

this is me looking inside the mind of my own child my son.

I'm so proud of this boy! hidden talent he hides, in his in depth mind

and knowledge of his surroundings, a beautiful take on the world

he really is my inspiration and threw his deep dedication

I find my missing motivation

my son you inspire me

I love you AARON xx

ALNWICK GARDENS

WE WERE TASKED TO CREATE AN INSTALATION TO FEATURE IN ALNWICK GARDENS

THIS IS MY INSTALATION TITLED, THE GOOD OLD DAYS/THE GOOD DAYS NOW.

CREATED WITH THE HELP OF THE CHILDREN OF SWANSFEILD PARK PRIMARY IN ALNWICK

THE LEFT WOODEN BOARD READS...

THE GOOD OLD DAYS

BY KATHERINE KINGHORN

We reminisce on old days gone

We talk of past with love in our hearts,

but for it we mourn.

We Bitter its pure nature with forlorn.

We sigh for those days are gone.

We tell the younger generation

of bright times and jubilation

But not without a hint Of distaste and hesitation

For we know they can't possibly grasp

the fact that their time dosent compare

to the fact that ours was a magnificent era.

With age we are wise And in our our eyes

the youth are naive But in there young disguise

Lies hidden truth Of a fresh and new innocent view

With our wisdom we can advise

The young of our knowledge

And they can then improvise

To create there own "Good old days"

But try to not sensationalise

The secret shrine We hold to our past

And create an image cast As an unobtainable goal

Ambition of perfect design

Life has its trials and tribulations

as it twists and turns be patient

each day you must improvise

We must try to be complacent

With what we are given

from the old to the young

We must advise

to take every day in our stride

The good times will soon follow on

To those young minds

Whom within the future holds promise

and the ultimate prize Of a ideal happy life

And a fulfilled time

And to anticipate the good times

Even when they seem to dissipate

from our reach There still there,

and with the fresh willingness of the youth

they will regenerate into a new day

A brighter tomorrow

The old & young can integrate Together,

learn from each other

The older generations can instigate

A beautiful future For the younger population

Because the children Are the future,

we must facilitate there strength of character

We must set no perimeters

To the range of there potential

To support to them is so essential

And there today will one day Be known as there

"good old days"

SURVIVAL

THE RIGHT BOARD READS...

THE GOOD DAYS ARE NOW

By the children of Swansfeild park Primary School

Willow class 2018 (teacher-Mrs Makepeace)