Sunday Morning

2018

My mother had my daughters to stay on many a Saturday night, so my husband and I could go to the movies or walk in the park. Precious time out.  I took these photographs with my Hasselblad just two or three, when I picked the girls up on Sunday morning. It was important for me to record this time on film, these memoirs imprinted on negative, not digital. A project I thought I would do for ages. My daughter’s growing up, my Mum getting older. Half of these I showed at her Memorial. I uncovered the rest recently, 2 years after her death, giving me space from my raw grief to enjoy them.