Over the summer i stayed with my nan and whilst i read about photography and thought about being a 'concerned photographer' i thought it best that i do a photo essay on what it is like to be a widowed pensioner. I lost my grandad last year and since then my nan has had to cope with help from friends and family, but largely alone. Obviously this photo essay is far from complete for one reason and another, but i hope to capture the every day, consistent dealings of my nan, Brenda Wilson's life.
I looked at the style of Richard Billingham as he was the most obvious example of family social documentary photography and also his essay was much more than just family shots, his told a tale of the fight both his parents had to endure through alcoholism.
This is my nan Brenda (left) and her sister, my great aunt Irene
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