An original piece full of personal meaning, ‘Like my Poppy’ is a radiant oil and cold wax piece that stands out on any wall.
‘Mumma’, she begins, ‘the other kids say I can’t be Aboriginal because I’m not dark enough. I’m not like my Poppy.’
The heaviness of my heart lingers as a memory of my own sorrows, sobbing to my dad, reflects back in her trickling tears. History repeats.
‘Your Aboriginality is not your skin’, I say, ‘Your ancestor’s are in every part inside of you, and outside of you. They are waiting all around, guiding you in every moment.
‘And you are like Poppy. You have his nose.’
Artist quality materials
Oil and cold wax on cradled board
Unframed
Ready to hang
Dimensions
An original piece full of personal meaning, ‘Like my Poppy’ is a radiant oil and cold wax piece that stands out on any wall.
‘Mumma’, she begins, ‘the other kids say I can’t be Aboriginal because I’m not dark enough. I’m not like my Poppy.’
The heaviness of my heart lingers as a memory of my own sorrows, sobbing to my dad, reflects back in her trickling tears. History repeats.
‘Your Aboriginality is not your skin’, I say, ‘Your ancestor’s are in every part inside of you, and outside of you. They are waiting all around, guiding you in every moment.
‘And you are like Poppy. You have his nose.’
Artist quality materials
Oil and cold wax on cradled board
Unframed
Ready to hang
Dimensions
