“When I lived with my people, I spoke the lingo. I was a happy little Aboriginal kid. We just enjoyed life and played, and we were all Yanyuwa. Our mothers all loved us”, Hilda Jarma Muir, 2004 [1]In “Not thinking about colour”, Hilda Jarman Muir, A Very Big Journey: My Life as I Remember it,…
Month: May 2023
Shirley and Sylvia
Sylvia cries, “Shirley! Come let’s be grisly and girly together!” She looks at the light streaming through the cracks in her quill feather. Words arrive incandescent and spare; Sylvia cries, “Shirley! Come let’s be grisly and girly together!” Another angle flares the passage of time as it weathers; They are friends forever called and…