Memory Jars

Memory Jars

What memories come in times of silence?

Our first creative challenge is on our theme of ‘Insight’.

For our first week, we’d like to invite you to create a memory jar!

After two weeks of lockdown, we invite you to creatively share one of the things you’ve been thinking about or one of the memories that’s been coming to mind.

To do this, you’ll need to get resourceful! You’ll need an empty glass jar, and whatever you can scrounge from around your house, or gather responsibly out on your daily walk.

Make it as visual as you can!

Create a miniature collage, a ship in a bottle, a time capsule, a scene from your day, a miniature sculpture, a light box… (keep it safe though, mind) – we’re sure there are endless opportunities.

We’d love to be able to exhibit these in the future so hold onto them if you can.

Please share your finished memory jar with us – direct message us, by email or using #HomegrownDumfries.


Memory Jar Library

Thanks to everyone who has sent us in pictures and creative responses to our first creative challenge! If you make your own Memory Jar, please share it with us by email to katie@thestove.org

Memory Jars have been sent in to us from the following:

Top Row: Shona, Luke McKay, Lauchlan
2nd Row: John McKay, JoAnne McKay, Andy Brooke, Wendy Stewart, Michael Moore
3rd Row: Heather Molloy, Faith, Katie Anderson, Denise Zygadlo
4th Row: Eòghann MacColl, Matt Baker


Inspirations and memories behind our memory jar collection.

Thanks to everyone who has sent us in pictures and creative responses to our first creative challenge! If you make your own Memory Jar, please share it with us by email to katie@thestove.org

What memories come in times of silence? #homegrown

Eòghann MacColl

Craobh | Tree

The memory I have tried to capture is hearing nature’s circle in real time again.

The silence. Especially in the mornings, before the weans surface. The road is quiet, like it was thirty years ago. Less planes and trains.

All this and spring is about to kick in. Everything is waiting for the temperature to rise, go verdant. The birds are more audible, wild life more visible. Or is it just because we have slowed down?

The Tree as an epitome of nature, our culture, our climate, our wellbeing, our carbon capture. Every letter in the Gaelic Alphabet, there are eighteen, has a tree associated with it. This I think is an oak, dàrach, harvested outside with my life partner. Planted and watered with water from Eigg by our youngest.

Good Friday 2020

Memory in a bottle – this is the small remaining fragment of my first blanket. It was my comfort and had healing qualities. I loved its smell, how it felt and it’s size – I could stretch it out on the floor and lay on it. With my 5th grandchild expected in less than three weeks I have babies on my mind and wish the comfort and companionship I enjoyed with my ‘pink one’ for this new person.