featuring INDIAN FUTURES
‘I used to take our cow out to the field every morning after breakfast. Once I was ready, I would take it by the chain, a book in my bag. We stopped at the field next to ours, four kilometres away from our house. It was 1955 or thereabouts. I must have been nine or ten.
‘As part of the course, we also visit exhibitions.
I prefer to be hands-on and take pictures, and yet I really enjoyed walking around the galleries and reading the photographers’ biographies as well as the story behind each image. I found myself going home to research some of the artists in the gallery, their photographic style and their own personal story. I could feel passion for photography coming back to me.
In December 1989 I was 9 years old.
I had just started year 3 in school. This in Romania was almost halfway through primary school. I felt very grown up. I was proud to be a big girl, who read big books. But secretly, my most loved pastime remained playing house with my dolls, my best friend and my little sister. Continue reading “On Communism”
featuring GOOD FOOD MATTERS
I was introduced to the world of packed lunches the day my middle child started nursery.
After a year of daily lunchbox packing, there followed a blissful break when my 2 older children were in ‘infants’ – that part of schooling when you benefit from free meals. My 3rd child, a baby, finally rejoiced some undivided attention and maybe a few more elaborate meals.
September last year I found myself back on the lunchbox wagon. Continue reading “On Lunchboxes”