THE BEST OF WIM T.SCHIPPERS

published by Centraal Museum, 1997

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Just had a thought flash back. When I was growing up, I was best friends with my 2 cousins (or 'sisters' as the accurate communist term, because all family members are extended mothers, fathers and siblings.) The 3 of us were inseparable. When it came time to to go home, we would often hide or hold on to each others arms in protest of separation. With one of them in particular, we would play together non stop for days in blind gleeful joy until we fought and cried, until the next time we saw each other and then the pattern started again. The other one told me once that babies were born from our mother's backs.