A sense of place

Vicenta, mum Carmen and aunt Magda

In the last year I have been reflecting on belonging, how surroundings shape us, the people around us, the politics of the time, the music. I have looked at the women that have marked a sort of thread in my life, a life that started in a mediaeval fishing town in the Basque Country and brought me to Scotland. The first place I ever visited in Scotland was the Isle of Canna where our beloved friends lived, a place I feel a huge emotional connection to.

And then a few women, starting from my grandmother Vicenta, a remarkable woman, way ahead of her time, then my mother and my aunt, her daughters, and ultimately Margaret Fay Shaw, from Canna, another remarkable woman, way ahead of her time. Both the women that never met each other in this story,  Vicenta and Margaret, had remarkable lives and they both shared a passion, the passion for playing the piano.

 

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Vicenta
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Vicenta, mum Carmen and aunt Magda

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Canna house, a house filled with music