Lost dreams of a Mallee childhood.

In the dry dust of my mother's childhood, the daisies were the only flowers that grew around the tank stand, but this didn't stop her dreaming of a garden. 75 years later the tank stand and the house are derelict and the daisies are gone, but my mother and her two sisters survive…not quite everlasting daisies! This collage uses uses old photos and the image from the website, against a base layer of an old tissue dressmaking pattern, which is both nostalgic and symbolic of the limitations and set lines, that my mother was restricted to in her adult  life, far from the carefree days of her Mallee youth.