Lucy Christopher, a new mother, had been trying to return to her work-in-progress for several months, but could find neither time, headspace, nor validation that writing was worth the time away from her child.
Why should she spend time writing when it would likely bring few financial rewards? Anyway, could she still write? Perhaps having a baby had permanently lessened her ability to think creatively for sustained periods?
She had the idea of using public installation as a method to investigate and inspire her creative process. Perhaps writing in a public glass box, something a little like performance art, could be a way to reclaim the role of writer?
