This also focuses on my father’s side of the family. On the right hand is an image of him, his eldest sister, and his aunt (behind his sister). The other two figures were the neighbors. My father’s father went back to China to find a wife and brought her to Indonesia. She didn’t speak bahasa Indonesia or Dutch, as it was a Dutch colony, Dutch East Indies at the time. When my father was 7, the family split up. My father said his father was a gambler and his wife (my father’s mother) wanted nothing more to do with him. My mother said my father told her another story, which was that the mother’s father was ill in China and left to visit her ailing father. In any case, my father’s mother took half the kids (3 siblings) back to China. He was left in Indonesia with three sisters. On the left is a map of China in 1941 (when the family split up). Behind are shards of glass to represent the chaos and the little boy figure at the bottom of the frame lined with Indonesian fabric is my father who I imagined must have felt overwhelmed by the instability. He never learned to speak Chinese properly and by the 1960’s the Chinese language were forbidden to be spoken/learned/read. 