‘She’ll Be Apples’ – Art From Somebody’s Daughter

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Somebody’s Daughter Theatre Company (SDTC) began running art workshops with women at Fairlea Women’s Prison over forty years ago. Weekly workshops continue with the women at Dame Phyllis Frost Centre and Tarrengower Women’s Prison to this day.
The artwork that emerges communicates a multitude of themes, voicing the women’s humanity, vulnerability and dreams. The satisfaction and sense of achievement the women experience can be life changing and in some cases, life saving.
The year’s workshops culminate annually in an exhibition of artworks alongside a theatre production woven from the women’s life stories delivered with humour, drama and song. The following images are from the 2024 production and exhibition titled “She’ll Be Apples.” More art to come in future editions!


Somebody’s Daughter Theatre Company (SDTC) began running art workshops with women at Fairlea Women’s Prison over forty years ago. Weekly workshops continue with the women at Dame Phyllis Frost Centre and Tarrengower Women’s Prison to this day.
The artwork that emerges communicates a multitude of themes, voicing the women’s humanity, vulnerability and dreams. The satisfaction and sense of achievement the women experience can be life changing and in some cases, life saving.
The year’s workshops culminate annually in an exhibition of artworks alongside a theatre production woven from the women’s life stories delivered with humour, drama and song. The following images are from the 2024 production and exhibition titled “She’ll Be Apples.” More art to come in future editions!


A drawing of Stitch from Lilo and Stitch, sent to us by Dan.
Often I try to self-reflect which turns into waves of rings around me. This picture reflects my days in general; life is static, surrounded by waves around.
The cage stands bold, with its steel-clad mesh. For within its grip, it’s us it holds. Ten foot walls, of cold creme concrete. For outside we muster, like horses in stalls.
I know you think you’re broken far too much to ever heal properly, like all those other folk that make life seem so real.