A sizeable part of our work at the studio involves putting treasured memories into frames. Photographs, letters, medals and mementoes of all sorts are put behind protective glass and kept safe for years of viewing enjoyment that will hopefully extend well beyond this generation. There is a poignancy to some of these tasks, as the items to be framed are freighted with personal history, and need to be treated with all possible respect.
We have also produced framed photographs to be displayed at that saddest of all events, a person’s funeral. While it’s a sombre task, we do it with great care for both the living and the deceased. A recent effort was done in record time, as, to our astonishment, firms in nearby towns had turned down the family’s plea to frame a photograph of the departed in time for the funeral service. We were just happy to be able to help in time.
These days are sad ones for the Family Framing Fairy. I had the huge pleasure of putting my dear aunt’s British Empire Medal into a suitable frame during her lifetime. The ensemble shows a photograph of her receiving her hard-earned honour, with the medal and citation included. She was so pleased with it, and it had pride of place in her home, which, of course, delighted me. (She earned the medal for thirty years’ devoted service working in a government office. Diligent, hard-working and very much the unsung heroine of her workplace, nobody was more surprised than she to be nominated for the medal award).
When a loved member of the family dies, keeping their memory alive is very much a priority with the wider family. Framing personal objects and cherished photographs can accomplish this very satisfactorily. I have already been asked to duplicate a line drawing of my aunt drawn during her childhood, and frame the original and copies for members of my wider family. It is a pleasure to be able to do something positive like this during what is inevitably a time of great sadness.
I am proud to say that my aunt’s medal, citation and photograph will be displayed at her funeral this week. While that is undeniably sad, it gives me a measure of solace that she had the enjoyment of the work for a goodly time before she died.