...so here are a couple of
very old photos.
I like the way my nani is just sitting there, cigarette in hand, right next to a baby. Between her and my father, I probably inhaled more tobacco smoke, narcotics and hallucinogens in my first few years than most people do in a lifetime...
(Some posts about my mother and her illness: Rooms and private traps; mum and the JJ School of Art; revisiting July 4, 2016; a scan report)
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