“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 [...]
“A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2012.” Che: B5! Getting creative with cardboard, the best kind of toy. Poet: Broccoli! She loves her food (a complete [...]
“A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2012.” Che: Waiting for his swimming teacher. He’s got the most relaxed legs in the pool, hence he often sinks. Poet: Her [...]
“A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2012.” Che: New bed, new room, new raindrops Poet: She waits, every morning, for me to wake. Sometimes she pulls my hair. 52
“A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2012.” From behind, from above. Che: Sooking on a tree stump. “I want to be alone.” Poet: Sorting out the washing. [...]
“A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2012.” This week, portraits of the every day. Che: I often find him on his bed in the day – quiet time with books. [...]
