The Dressmaker's Daughter (32 page)

Greta Begley (left) and KL. Greta and her husband, Martin, were friends of ours. Richard and I had first travelled in their horse float to dinner at their home. I stayed with them after being hospitalised and they helped me through my recovery.

With my old friend Lynn Collins, the artist, at Llewellyn Galleries. He has been my friend through thick and thin.

At our Dulwich gallery in 1970. Richard and I were lucky to stumble into the art world on the brink of huge changes in the late Sixties and early Seventies. The grace, the happiness, the fun we had—the energy and delight—are almost impossible to put into words.

KL with Ralph Nader in 1972, asking him to sign a petition to save the Adelaide Parklands. I learnt the power of individual action and suddenly saw that anything was possible.

Richard at the opening of Llewellyn Galleries at North Adelaide on 9 September 1972. Standing beside him is the artist Anne Newmarch, holding son Jake, and her partner, Professor Brian Medlin, who led the Vietnam Moratorium marches in Adelaide.

KL with Caroline and Hugh at the opening of our North Adelaide gallery. We had over a thousand people through the gallery that day.

KL with Caro at the gallery opening. My joy and my delight, her presence was like a lit lamp.

KL in 1974. For a time, I felt I had ‘left-over life to kill’.

Daniel Thomas, who at the time was Senior Curator of Australian Art at the National Gallery of Australia, and me in 1980. Years before, when he’d heard Richard and I had bought the North Adelaide gallery, he said, ‘The gnat has swallowed the elephant!’

Our son, Hugh, in 1988 at Duntroon. I am happy he at least has something of Grandfather Brinkworth’s from World War One—Nanna Brinkworth, perhaps unhinged by the war, threw out all her husband’s medals and uniforms after his death in 1943, but overlooked his swagger stick.

My three brothers: Peter, Tom (Tucker) and Bill in 1980. All three are cooks; they have inherited their attitude to food, I think, from our mother and Granny Shemmeld.

My brother Tucker on his home station, Watervalley, near Kingston in South Australia. He is handy with a knife, generous and devoted to grand opera.