Nannan’s cookbook

Nannan’s cookbook

My Nannan’s old cookbook. My mother must have passed it along to me at some point although I don’t remember when. It came with her new gas cooker in 1969. It’s the cooker I remember from my childhood. The place she cooked her famous meat and potato pie – with...
My father’s bombing raids

My father’s bombing raids

After a house fire a few years ago I thought I’d lost the one thing I’d inherited from my father, a tiny notebook that recorded the bombing raids he flew as a navigator in WWII. This notebook inspired a film I made in 1994 about the myths we create about...
my mother’s coral necklace

my mother’s coral necklace

My mother had a beautiful ten strand coral necklace. Only sometimes I could borrow it for special occasions. After she passed away my sister and I shared it, now we have five strands each.
Dining Room Chair

Dining Room Chair

The characters are hard to read on this tiny label my Mother wrote and put under the seat of a dining room chair: the date 30 years ago she reupholstered the seat, a New Year’s resolution completed, perhaps. The chairs were made for her father almost a century...
My Grandfather’s cigarette case

My Grandfather’s cigarette case

I met my grandfather Nikos Theodosakis in the summer of 1972, I was 9, and in Crete with my parents. He was in his mid 80’s and spent most of the day sitting on a chair in the courtyard in front of his house, which used to be a small cafe during the war. Leaning...
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