Sensing Spaces of Healthcare

I remember… The view from the window of my wife’s room, following the birth of our second child.

I remember… The light – bright & welcoming. The atmosphere – busy but efficient & always friendly.

I remember… I spent a lot of time in hospital with severe asthma as a little kid. What I remember most is the brightness (colours) and chatter of the playroom, and the sense of excitement at all the toys (it was a VERY good playroom!). There was a particular little wooden village I loved to play with that was almost worth getting ill for. I don’t remember any of the tubes, etc. I would have been hooked up to, or any of the staff who would have had to help me get down the corridor. Just the toys and the colours!

I remember… Possibly link to trauma of visiting someone after a serious accident – walking in to a long, dark ward (green?) with metal framed beds (cream) in long rows either rise. Small windows up high making it feel depressingly like a prison.