A WORLD IN A SUITCASE
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A WORLD IN A SUITCASE

Thamesbank Centre 

‘A World in a Suitcase’ ran 10 sessions with members of ETAT (Encouragement Through the Arts and Talking), at Thamesbank Centre, Pimlico. Members created all the artwork for a Seasons Calendar which was designed and produced by Tim and Myrna.
ETAT have had 200 of the marvellous Seasons Calendars printed to be sold to raise money for their charity.
​The aim of ETAT is to help isolated people of any age group to be creative and share skills with each other. The group is based at the Thamesbank Centre on the Peabody Estate in Pimlico and its members live on and around the estate.
All profit from the purchase of this calendar goes to ETAT Registered Charity number: 1159712
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Spring (C) Awiasc
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Summer (C) Awiasc
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Autumn (C) Awiasc
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Winter (C) Awiasc
RECIPES FOR LIFE, a collaboration between A World in a Suitcase and ETAT at Thamesbank Centre 2019
Drawings, Collage and iPad Art created with imagination & enthusiasm.
​Out Walking One Spring Day....

Out walking one Spring day,
A blinding balmy day in May,
Along Grosvenor Road, beside the River Thames
I heard a voice call out, 
“Oi mate, I’m a stranger round this way,
D’ya know where them ETAT meets takes place
Where I’m told, I’ll be made welcome among real friends”?

 
Well…you’re lucky you met me
I’m their poet, helps wash up there, makes their tea
Follow me, you’ll see where ETAT’s at?
But…before we do, I’d best ask some simple questions
So you can like be guaranteed ETAT acceptance?
Then when you meet the crew, you can really feel relaxed.
 
Can you dance like…Ginger Rogers, Fred Astaire?
Albeit with Grecian 2000 in their hair
Belt out a blinding tune, without being flash?
Are you discreet, polite, up for a laugh?
Don’t give two hoots bout acting daft?
Could you feed pigs at their annual Glasto bash?
 
Are you musical, do you sing?
A doer what loves to just…join in?
Doesn’t mind their hands getting dirty having fun?
Ever performed in public @ The Tate?
In concert alongside all your ETAT mates
Ate lunch al fresco, down The Avenue neath the sun?
 
How long has it been; since…you’ve seen a beach?
Belted out bawdy songs…on a jolly to the sea?
Ate jellied eel or whelks, watching waves caress soft sand?
Fish n chips for lunch at Weston Super Mare
Blown a nice few quid in the arcades, or the fair,
Went fishing, simply on a whim…because you can?

Enjoyed a blinding day out at Kew?
Taken tea with The Mayor, wowing at the view
Over our beautiful City of Westminster?
Can you knit, paint or crochet?
Turn your hand to doing fantastic things with clay?
Make little chicks from felt, ETAT could flog at Easter?
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Maybe you just want to sit back n have a chat?
Well there’s absolutely nothing wrong with that
You’ll be encouraged to do anything…you would like to do
If any of the above seem like your cup of tea
Then be my guest, best follow me
To ETAT, tailor made for someone just like…YOU!
 
(C) By Sonny Hayes


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Some of the E.T.A.T participants.
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Four Seasons
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Spring
Sweeping sweetly through me, while
Playing music in my mind,
Resurgent spring is here, I smile,
Indulging thoughts of love, I find
No trace of bitterness – the past
Gone, the seasons change at last…
 
Summer
Sleeping through this summer season,
Untold memories and dreams
Make for joy without a reason,
Marvelling at all that seems
Expressive of its warmth and glow,
Reflecting all its glories show…
 
Autumn
As all that lives is growing old,
Unlike these words which cannot change,
This autumn’s world of sorrows fold
Us in its soft decay, the strange
Murmurings of days gone by
Near silent endings, fade and die…
 
Winter
Whilst winter’s cold and cruel breath
Inspires these lines with which I end,
Night’s darkness lengthens, speaks of death,
The Christmas season cheers, to send
Enchantment, joy and happiness,
Returning in its endlessness.
 
(C) Jessica Phibbs
10th April 2018
​Creative Directors 
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Timuchin Dindjer and Myrna Shoa

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