If dementia was textile...

Today I started to explore how I could show my experience of how it feels to have a conversation with a man with dementia.  I wanted to get the sense that rather than people talking nonsense, it often feels more that thoughts are confused and cross in difficult ways, but that when we listen carefully we can start to understand those sometimes twisted words.  I also found out the last colours we see when we have dementia are black red and white. So I will only be using those colours in the shirt. 

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