Showing posts with label Cheryle St Onge. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Cheryle St Onge. Show all posts

Thursday, November 27, 2025

‘My mother had dementia but beautiful things unfolded’: Cheryle St Onge’s best photograph

 


MY BEST SHOT

‘My mother had dementia but beautiful things unfolded’: Cheryle St Onge’s best photograph

‘She wasn’t very fond of Skipper, our jack russell, who loved the hose. But they were dancing together – two beings in the afternoon sunlight, having their own conversation’


Interview  by Charlotte Jansen

25 November 2025


Iam an only child. My father was killed in a car accident when I was 14 and my mother was 47. We were really tightly bonded after that. She worked at a university and was an artist: she painted and carved birds. She was a wonderful person, who lit up a room and was someone everyone wanted to be around. She was very giving.