In 1995 Alison Hargreaves, a pioneering female mountaineer died soloing K2.
She was literally blown off the mountain.
Here's my illustrations that ran with poems by Helen Mort about her life in the latest issue of the Alpinist. I was thrilled because I rarely get to illustrate poetry, but worried too because it was rare for this magazine to use illustration, so I knew there would be hiccups.
Which I totally misinterpreted as softening the subject. They hated the sketch. I should have sent more sketches like I normally do.
Round two was better.
Climbing as a young girl.
Prayer - crows wheel arcs of undramatic flight and when you touch the rock your fingers hold.
Climbing in Scotland
A few weeks after her first rock climb, Alison kissed a boy for the first time. Unlike her climbing, the event was recorded in her diary without detail or comment’
Home - 'You want to smash the bathroom mirror and replace it with a sheet of ice'
She is stuck at home in England with an injury
She was a mother of two and climbed the Eiger pregnant
Above Cromford - routes so graffitied that you’d sink your fingers into letters, pull on the initials of the dead.
Climbing K2
Routes - and never seen the Karakoram folding out, clouds finding their shapes beneath your feet.
She died at age 32 on K2, she had just soloed Mt. Everest without oxygen a few months before.
