Those wonderful people at the South bank have been at it again. Artists from around the globe have contributed to this summer’s Festival of the World. And the main exhibit is this wonderful, creative, Baobab tree.
Baobab Tree South Bank
Read about the challenge and see how others have responded to it here.
Like many people, I try to keep photos of myself off the www, so this week’s challenge presents particular obstacles.
However, I am hoping this interpretation fits the bill. It’s a bit like the Loyd Grossman programme Through the Keyhole which was popular a few years ago. It’s a photograph of a collection of bits and pieces I have acquired over the years. They represent interests I have, remind me of friends and places, some pieces were my father’s.
Some of these objects I have had since I was in single figures. There’s a lottery ticket from some weeks ago I have not yet checked; a papier mâché award I was given by some children I taught; a piece of the Berlin Wall; presents from friends; pebbles I picked up in Greece; and much more.
Everything is displayed in an object I picked out of a skip in the West End. I think it was part of a ceiling.
These photos were, fairly obviously, not taken by me. But they are of my family. I was looking for a different picture, one of my father with his three siblings, but I found these first and enjoyed looking at them.
My grandfather’s (my father’s father) two sisters looked fairly alike as these two pictures show.
Great Aunt Doll (Dorothy)
Great Aunt Evelyn
As the pictures also show, they were quite different characters. Evelyn was the glamourous one who died young in a traffic accident. I don’t know what became of her husband, but her daughter, Cousin Gwyn who developed Alzheimer’s and died a few years ago, having been one of the most lively and entertaining of my many relatives, became an extra sibling for my father, his brother and sisters. Continue reading →