For Brian


Our long-term volunteer and dear friend, Brian Quinn sadly passed away in September. Bill Hudson has written a few words in remembrance.

Brian has worked with me on every sort of art project, from my own sculpture/art work, to major public commissions, to carpentry jobs, on every level of the project from brainstorming ideas and solutions to problems, to the installation, for the last sixteen year or more.

I have lost count of the times I have been working and look up when Brian has wandered in with a smile and a twinkle in his eye and I would ask, “What are you up to?”. “Nothing” would be the answer. But you know something was being sorted, something would have been arranged or planned, all the time to benefit The Heart Garden, Art in the Park or me.

Brian and Bill

How would I describe him…

A gentleman with a pinch of rascal.

He was someone that would try new things for example when in the heart garden they made nettle soup.
He changed old habits, trying new things like herbal teas.
Sometimes he may not have like them, but he had tried them.
This is something I admired about him.

His garlic butter is a classic example, when asked how many cloves of garlic he had put in, he looked at me with astonishment and said cloves there are three large bulbs of garlic in this garlic butter. (It was very strong, but very enjoyable)

I will miss our chats about life and making art. He was passionate about his family, friends and his working life (his many jobs as a young man) and his caretaker career, we talked about them often.

The times I would get told off – “are you allergic to bic blue?” was his classic, if I had not shaven that day.
Also, the time when I should been more of a gentleman, when walking with Ana and she was closest to the road as we walked along the pavement. “A gentleman place”, I was reminded, “is to be between the road and the lady in case of an accident, or in case of being splashed by rainwater from the puddles on the road.”.

I have so many memories of Brian and I am very grateful of meeting him and spending time with him –  we laughed a lot.

I miss him.


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