After being inspired by a spellbound afternoon looking at an illuminated 15th century psalter in our National Library, I set up my grandmother's ruby glass vase, one of my greatest treasures. She died many years before I was born, but I am named for her. I placed the vase on an antique mahogany document box which was my mother's, lit it by candlelight and shot it. The feeling of connection with my mother and her mother was palpable.