A few years ago, when the Crafts Council invited me to a press lunch at Somerset House I wore a jacket and skirt, expecting it to be a ladylike do – and I was not disappointed. Out of 20 or so present, there were only four men, if you count me. Most things to do with the craft world have this gender imbalance. For me, as a machophobe, this was always one of its chief attractions.
And yet I have always felt a little uneasy about the Crafts Council. Despite my playing at ‘ladies who lunch’, I sense that the version of craft that it promotes needs to be more muscular. I’d like to give it an injection ...
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