The title of this exhibit, nine black and white photographs in all, is my most favoured ( amongst many ) of my nicknames for my sister. She died in December of 2017, of a brain aneurysm. 50 years old. Healthy, no warning. She was an incredibly difficult and complex person, but also remarkably funny and intelligent. We both loved books, music and travelling. I attempted, last year, to create an exhibit that dealt with the passing and memory of my parents and of my sister. I failed, spectacularly..... There is more of my writing regarding this exhibition in the March 2022 ‘Writing’ section of the site.