My
Grandfather stood
on the right. I thought he was an old, old man. He was 22 when he fought at the
Somme. Unknown
compatriot. Charred, blackened, decimated tree.
War.
]WWI.
The above images are from Silent Witness, a seminal project which I began during Artist in Residence 2012. From a young I have been intrigued by the photograph of my Grandfather. Being given little information about him. All I understood was that that he fought in the First World War, which as a small child seemed such a long time ago. His face in the photograph has carried with me through my life. My grandfather died when I was a few months old. Being mustard gassed in WW1 contributed to his death.
Somme 100
My Grandfather was a TA.
My grandfather fought with the DLI.
My grandfather was gassed.
My grandfather was a stretcher bearer.
My grandfather was buried alive for three days.
My grandfather was saved by Canadian Troops.
My grandfather came home.
The war continues.
May we all move forward with a patient mind.
May we all move forward with a gentle heart.
May we be united in truth.
May we be united in peace.
May find stillness still with love.
csh01.07.2016
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