| "The
repeated text in the work is the reproduction of a small piece of
paper found tucked in my Grandmother's belongings after her death,
aged 64. It was written by her, recalling all of the twelve children
she conceived, from the year of her marriage in 1926, to 15 years
later. Eight of these twelve children died. Edward died of pneumonia
aged 3, Theo of whooping cough at 8 weeks, Vincent at 10 days (cause
unknown) and the other five, their ages and causes of death are
unrecorded. The four who grew up are my two uncles, Steve and Colin,
my Aunty Mary, and my mother Edith. |
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My
knowledge of this earlier time comes from my mother's stories,
phototgraphs and some recent library research. Life during this
time was very hard. For my Grandmother on the farm, whole years
were swallowed up with matters of flesh and fluid, of blood and
mud and seasons; hard work and longing for life, like I can only
imagine.
This is my attempt to honour these 12 lives and my Grandmother's
courage."
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