Two wooden hands that support me. Interwoven
brothers.
The nice twins who sold me the walker.
The gentle little girl with the red curls.
Sometimes she needs a hand, sometimes legs.
But she smiles from ear to ear when she sees me.
Around grandma lives a world of imagination and
clairvoyance.
Although words and days are forgotten, the creatures become clearer.
They come to visit, give her company and sit
with her, are part of her life.
They look after my grandmother.
Two wooden hands supporting me. Intertwined
brothers.
The kind twins who sold me my walker.
The sweet little girl with the curly red hair.
Sometimes she’s missing a hand, sometimes the legs.
Yet she smiles ear to ear when she sees me.
Around my grandmother, there exist a world of imagi-
nation and clairvoyance.
Though words and days may fade, the beings grow
clearer.
They come to visit, keep her company and sit with her,
are part of her life.
They look after my grandma.
Photos by: Sisters Lumiere
The work in pictures.