“A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2012.” Che: “Mum, I’ll be the sun and you are the earth. Move around me in circles but don’t get too close, [...]
“A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2012.” Che: Within moments of arriving he was submerged in the water; ten minutes later he was shivering and blue. After [...]
“A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2012.” Che: At his school’s cultural day he celebrated “Australia” by dressing as a lifeguard. He stood still [...]
“A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2012.” Che: He twiddles his toes, especially when he’s reading. (A strange choice for a portrait, I know, but I [...]
“A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2012.” Che: He hasn’t stopped talking about school since Friday. He is happy, excited and a little bit weary. Poet: Is [...]
“A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2012.” Che: Tiger fun at a little friend’s birthday party Poet: Teeth grinding in her new room. More importantly, look at [...]
“A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2012.” Che: “Look mum, the light!” – the night before this glorious sun-drenched morning I lay next to him in [...]
“A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2012.” Che: Since we dusted off the hammock he’s been in there everyday – soaking up sun and reading Tin Tin. Poet: [...]
“A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2012.” Che: “I see pirates!” Poet: Fascinated by the scraps of paper, unfazed by the city skyline. 52
“A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2012.” Che: He sits here often, watching. Poet: I see Daniel in her profile. These shots were taken on our verandah. Late [...]
“A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2012.” Che: He ran ahead and then patiently waited. The beach beckoned. Poet: On the front steps of the 1950s cottage, like a [...]
