Of all the chicks Jasper – the first one was the most special to me and he is the one “one in particular” mentioned in my Blog introduction. He was abandoned and I phoned the Sanctuary because my neighbour said they would take him, but the lady was inundated with gull chicks and asked if she gave me instructions would I look after him. I did, and it was one of best experiences of my life. I have to admit before Jasper I hated gulls, but I came to understand them better, he was so sweet he stole my heart.
I wanted to make a book of all the photos of Jasper and write his story in a handmade book, that’s when I signed up for my first bookbinding course and got hooked on Artists’ Books. All because of a little gull chick, he changed my life. I can’t explain it properly without sounding really soppy and sentimental, but all I know is that Jasper had a very profound effect on me. The cutest thing he used to do was when I was sitting at the back door he would edge closer and closer to me until he got as close as he dared and just stare at me and twist his head from side to side as if he was really puzzled and trying to figure something out. Jasper would do this for at least five minutes and then nonchalantly wander off down the garden, still looking puzzled. I used to feed him Tesco Value Tuna until he learned to fly, and shrimps one day as a treat because I knew he would leave soon. He used to come back for a while after he learned to fly but then he finally left and I missed him terribly, I still do.