Power Pictures
David Wilson, 7 November 1991
“... On the page at the back of a book, a space where I drew my mother: yellow jumper, squiggle of hair, smile weak as the smack she dealt. It made me laugh. Other boys with fathers were violently whacked. I almost envied their toughness and punishment. I painted a policeman, a crazy tower of blue. Mother said, if I was lost I must ask one directions. At school, I twitched, fuddled by English and my eleven-times table ... ”