These images came from spending one Friday afternoon in Brixton with my Dad, sitting outside with him and his friends at first, listening to to there conversations about politics and “back home.” Enjoying the stories of their youth.
From there I ended up accompanying my dad to "check up" on my grandma as she is getting old and he worries about her. "Granma soon garn” he says in a Jamaican accent, implying her time left is short.
We arrive and I watch my dad look after my grandma, his mother, cooking for her, talking to her, being there for her. This is an aspect of their relationship I’ve not seen before so I decided to photograph them.
This lead me to think about the relationship I have with my own mum, but also the relationship Jamaican children have with their parents in general and the importance the mother plays in the Jamaican household. As from my experience they are the foundation of the family unit, the glue that holds things to together, the matriarch.