Paintings are one thing, but we have a problem with records by way of sound. What happens when we lose the connection between song and context? Recording sound is new, and oral tradition often plays a game of telephone down the centuries.
I don’t understand how any family goes through the things that this family experienced and then talk about it, for the world to hear. Maybe everyone needed a bit of dramatic separation, to make it more of a story than anything. For the rest of us, it is, but to this family, it’s real life.
There’s the other side to everything, isn’t there? Heads or tails, front and back, celebration and criticism. Truthfully we can’t look at the great women of history and the world without looking at the not-so-great women.
