Private View • Workshops • Party
Fear doesn’t always shout. Sometimes it whispers, lingers, gets under your skin and stays there.
Pretty Little Fears is an evening dedicated to sitting with those quieter tensions—through reflection, making, movement, and celebration.
Across the afternoon and evening, the gallery becomes a space to explore anxiety, vulnerability, and inner noise in different ways: slowly, creatively, together. Then, when the lights shift, we gather to mark it properly—with drinks, cake, and the kind of conversations that only happen when you’re meant to be there.
Ticketed events (limited places, separate booking link)
🕔 I Keep Driving Anyway (2–4pm)
Fear doesn’t knock. It climbs on board.
A reflective, art-based workshop with Sabrina Ahmed using the metaphor of a bus journey to explore anxiety, inner voices, and what it means to keep moving toward what matters, even when the ride gets loud.
Free - recommended donation £25
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here🕓 Notes from My Nervous System (4–5pm)
Your body is talking. Are you listening? An intimate, embodied workshop with Louise Spurgeon exploring fear and anxiety through nervous system awareness, synchronicity beyond language, and everyday practices that help us steady ourselves. Quiet, reflective, and grounding.
Free - recommended donation £20
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here 🕔 My Fears Look Better in Pieces (6–8pm)
Some thoughts are too loud to stay whole.
A playful collage workshop with Roberta DeCaro, inviting participants to cut, tear, and rearrange anxious thoughts into abstract images, fragments, and nonsense. Come make something lighter out of what usually feels heavy.
Free - recommended donation £10
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hereEach workshop is open to a general audience, no experience needed. Places are limited—and once they’re gone, they’re gone.
Private View Party (6–9pm)
When the making pauses, the party begins.
From 6–9pm, join us for the Pretty Little Fears private view party—an evening of drinks, cake, music, and shared exhale. Expect generous pours from Sipsmith, cake worth arriving on time for, and the low-lit buzz of being in the room while it’s happening.
It’s our party.
We might cry.
We’ll definitely stay late.