Ile de Corse 1988

In 1988 I spent an endless summer on Corsica. Being at the sea was (and still is) very special to me and I only left the water to eat greasy hot ‘pan bagnat’. This was in a beach bar run by two elderly men who came to the beach every morning by their - of course - Citroën DS.

I remembered these images when I started the wallhanging, but for a long time I made no progress at all. I don’t know why. The handwoven and embroidered pieces were done, but I was not able to put them together in a good way. Only in the last week I managed it.

It’s not always the case that memories and ideas match the actual picture, but in this case they do. And for brief moments I can return to this beach.