Since the early 1900s, Mortlake Road has been occupied by generations of my family. Over the years, I have listened to stories that centre around the family house. Although I am able to interpret these stories using my knowledge of the house and my imagination, these stories are no longer rememberd by the story teller – my Great Uncle Hugh, who is now suffering from dementia alongside his wife, my Great Auntie Jean.
They listen as my Father plays them a dictaphone recording of themselves in 2007 talking about the history of the house and their early relationship.
Portraits of each generation align the upstairs hallway that lead through to what Hugh once used as a study.
Jean climbing the stairs towards her bedroom.
All images © Amy Romer, 2013