Although I won’t be able to travel to L.A. for the launch of The M Word: Real Mothers in Contemporary Art this coming Saturday, by coincidence my daughter (on university mid-semester break) and her father my ex-husband will be in Los Angeles flying from Sydney in the next couple of days on a brief re-fuelling stopover before spending a week in New York visiting galleries then three weeks in my ex’s ancestral home of Newfoundland, which locals know as the Rock, the hunk of granite in the North Atlantic Ocean off the east coast of Canada; they’re going to visit his large family and my daughter has her E. Annie Proulx, The Shipping News, with her as a local guide. From Newcastle, New South Wales, to New York and Newfoundland, seems it's a mark of colonisation to want to make every taken place anew in the symbolic image of 'home' in the memory of the colonial mind; bon voyage Ella and Chris, enjoy the long flight across the New World...
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