I’d planned a little trip with my grandmother, we’ve got family in Belfast; my uncle and my aunt live there with their two kids. We wanted to go over Christmas …so I ended up just going with her….and I ended up just taking a photograph of her at the harbour that’s down the road from where my family live and it’s just so picturesque and the waters are so calm and all of the colours were spot on. I think I just saw her, she’s small, tiny, she’s less than five foot, she’s tiny, she takes no space at all. She just looked even smaller amongst this huge open space, and I started thinking about how she must feel in this country and is that something that comes through daily and does she feel like that? Has she ever felt out of place? It’s still very important for me now and I do a lot of work with her and, I suppose, history as well. I just love hearing about her childhood and what it was like growing up in India and then moving to this country… the differences and how she felt.
