
Yesterday at the fabulous Quilts exhibition at the V&A in London, I was brought up short in front of Michele Walker's astonishing quilt
Memoriam, which she produced in 2002 as a testimony to her mother who had suffered from dementia.
It stands in the tradition of commemorative quilts and with its use of materials and imagery expresses both the chaotic and distressing impact of the loss of memory on the individual and their family as well as presenting a challenge to the lack of public awareness of this.
With its wire wool and clear plastic to express the imprint of the experience on a template of Walker's own skin, the quilt is one of the most eloqent depictions I have seen of the visceral and ever-present 'scar' of dementia on the person with dementia and on the sufferer's kith and kin.
Displayed alongside the quilt, the original study includes a familar 'cause' ribbon shape, made out of fragments of her mother's wedding veil. I was so struck by this - Walker's deep immersion in the centuries' long tradition of female quilt making including and preserving individual and family memories allows her in this piece to express the melancholy and sense of loss while ensurign her mother's hopes as a young bride are retained for the long term.
The use of the twisted ribbon - so familiar from AIDS, Breast Cancer and other campaigns - is also a strong statement of the personal and the political. Dementia has no ribbon, it is invisible by contrast in the public and media gaze. Without this awareness, the frayed edges of the individual dementia sufferer's mind, the way in which s/he is relegated to the margins of society and care, can in turn be relegated to the margins of political discourse and health care planning.
It is this kind of invisibilty which makes it 'acceptable' that so many local health organisations in the UK simply do not account for the funding they are meant to apply for implementation of the National Dementia Stategy, which makes it acceptable for my local MP to say he will not be able to attend the briefing from the Alzheimer's Society on what is the most pressing health issue of our times because his schedule is too busy, which makes it acceptable for us to tolerate the individual nightmares of decline and loss Memoriam depicts.
Every day my mother's dementia -and her decline into a kind of non-being both individually and within society -is inscribed into her being and into mine. Like Walker's 'skin' under the wire wool and plastic, the real impact of dementia on the individuals and their families remains unnoticed and wilfully ignored.