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A Biscuit Tin of Memories - Recall, Writing + Remembrance

Free Artist-led Workshop

Playful creative workshops utilising supplied found objects & the written word

which will lead to the creation of a paper quilt of memories to be displayed in The Morrab Library.

 

The Morrab Library

Wednesday 26th August 2026

10am - 12 noon

12 Places per workshop. Early booking recommended.

Bookings: Please contact Carolyn directly at carolynsavidge@aol.com or 07980540973 to reserve a space.

 

Venue Address: The Morrab Library, Morrab Gardens, Penzance, Cornwall TR18 4DA

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Workshop Description

Join artist Carolyn Savidge as we delve into her Biscuit Tin of Memories, using objects to evoke emotions and senses from memories. This workshop is about expressing in words the things that are left unsaid, and using these collective fragments of text to create a paper quilt, which will be displayed in the library.

Our memories make us who we are. Often, little is required to summon them, a familiar sound, a smell. And sometimes we seek to keep them safer, setting aside mementos, fragments, tokens of our passage. The clues to what defines us are placed gently, perhaps, inside an old biscuit tin.

Carolyn investigates the connection between our memories and who we are now. What fragments of the past do we preserve? The hope, though this workshop, is that you will delve into your own Biscuit Tin of Memories and to consider how the past has shaped your own narrative.

Your words will be shared in a work where Carolyn will create a paper quilt, stitching together these fragments to form a collective tapestry of ideas and emotions.

Based in Newlyn, Carolyn is an artist, filmmaker, choreographer, writer, performer, and former lecturer and teacher, and has recently become a member of the Newlyn Society of Artists.

Donations to the library are welcome on the day.

Feedback:

Here’s some feedback from Carolyn’s earlier workshops held on 27 th May 2026:

“Carolyn held space so beautifully for us to reflect on the wonderful range of prompts – visual, olfactory, audio, 3D and filmic – and for us to explore our own memories. A wonderful open welcoming and generous session.” Kate

“We weren’t sure what to expect but I enjoyed the gentle atmosphere and all the books, buttons smelliness’s the films and beautiful flowers and grasses. Thank you for curating all the objects and sounds, so many memories, the biscuits were a bonus.” Elaine

“So much texture a sensory delight. Happiness in the detail.” Janet

“What a wonderful workshop. Up lifting and unlocking so many emotions and memories. A gift I will treasure.” Jayney

“Something unexpected – a great outlet for memories – bringing sad and happy times.” Elaine and Louise

“What a wonderful workshop. I am going away with so many ideas for future work. I feel I need another life to be able to say everything in my heart! Thank you. Just thank you. Such generosity of spirit. Go to the next workshop and meet Carolyn if you can.” Abi

“It has been a pleasure to be among friends and share the solidity of memory.” Mary

“Beautiful experience, thank you, it was amazing and emotional and heartfelt, thanks to all the lovely creative people I met this afternoon.” Sally

A BISCUIT TIN OF MEMORIES VIDEO 2026

Our memories often make us who we are.

They confirm, a sense of belonging, that we exist.

What fragments of the past do we preserve, informing our vision, how it was, back then, colouring it, and how it felt?

Memories live on in what you leave behind and who, and how you were, in other people’s eyes.

With the discovery of my childhood archival 1960 cine camera footage, I was moved to uncover the memory, shape my own narrative. Pages unfolded, words and images touched, gathered into a sense of belonging, preserved as a visual and material memory. The fragrance, touch, love, sounds, joy, grief, grit, and scars, placed gently, and perhaps the clues I hold most dear to me, inside an old biscuit tin.

I am interested in the recall of things, the gathering, to ask, what senses, the holding of memory would you put in a biscuit tin, as the wind blows in the ashes and dust, tokens of our passage, and how you are now, before the fragments take flight and land delicately at your feet?

 

Carolyn Savidge 2026

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