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“A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2012.” Che: Theme for the week: “He’ll do it his way”  – this includes getting dressed. That [...]

“A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2012.” Portraits from Melbourne. Che: At Collingwood Children’s Farm, chasing the cat. The poor cat.  Poet: OOOhhhhhhhh, [...]

“A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2012.” Che: Oh hello 4-and-a-half-year-old-Che-with-attitude! I’m sorry, but no child of mine rolls their eyes at me, [...]

“A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2012.” Che: tick, tick, tick, tick. Always thinking. Here I’m telling him why that was his last swimming lesson [...]

“A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2012.” Che: With practice, comes confidence. “I want to ride my bike every day, always.” Poet: Why am I not [...]

“A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2012.” Che: “This is the best dressing gown I have ever had in my life.” It’s the only dressing gown [...]

“A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2012.” Honest captures that so aptly describe my children this week. All credit goes to Tim; who never fails to photograph life [...]

“A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2012.” Che: Ice-cream in China (he always forgets to say China-town, hence most people think we’ve been to China [...]

“A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2012.” I’m enjoying the way that these portraits are, rather unintentionally, working as diptychs. Che: Late afternoon in [...]

“A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2012.” Che: “Look mum, a naked horse!” (ie. a horse without a saddle). First time horse-riding. Poet: In a vintage [...]

“A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2012.” Getting the woollens out in preparation for Tasmania. Che: When he put his beanie on I saw a much older boy. It scared [...]

“A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2012.” It rained a lot this week. Grey skies, little light. Che: Daydreaming. Reminds me so much of this time, when I was [...]