Part art installation, part performance residency and part travelling archive, Voices at Hand is an ongoing project examining the essence of why we keep letters.
Unpredictable and spontaneous, personal yet wonderfully public; artist Wendy Trusler's blog posts chronicle her day to day finds from one city to the next.
Friday, November 11, 2011
Remembering Those who Served...
Charles Victor Hewson Served WWI
Killed 1916, Royal Flying Corps
Excerpt from a letter found in the breast pocket of his
jacket and returned with his effects.
26th, December, 1915
My dear old Victor,
You can’t imagine what a quiet little party we are tonight
and how much we miss you. Is it not nice to be loved and to know that we shall
always be with you and I trust when not on duty — for of course that must be
your first and highest ideal— that your thoughts will turn to those who are
thinking of you.
I thought and had about decided to say “Goodbye” to you here
— then I decided that would have been a most cowardly thing for your mother
to do — hence my reason for not going to the boat with you...
Now it is late — Theo is lying here asleep—so I will
stop—With a whole lot of love from us all—and most from
Your Ever Loving Mother
Just received enclosed – give to your father with my love.
Major Frederick W Ayre Served WWII Letter written to his wife, 11th January 1943
Jim Watson Served WWII Letters written in POW camp 1943-1944
Served in WWII
Excerpt from a letter written to his older brother, 15th February 1944
Hope you are studying hard and making fair marks. You
don’t know how lucky you are to be in Canada & at College. Some of the
sights here are pretty pitiful. Children & older people are glad to eat
garbage what (sic) we throw away. I haven’t seen any dying from hunger, but
they are always hanging around the camps glad to eat what we throw away. Fruit
and nuts seem to be plentiful. They can always get oranges, but I guess a
steady diet of them is not so good. Most of the Italians appear well fed, but
there is a poor class that is hard up...
Your brother Harold
Excerpt from a letter written to his sister-in-law, November
We do lots of exercise and eat like horses as it’s so damned
cold — the damp penetrating kind and what the boys call “sooner wind” sooner go
thru you than around you. We’ve had a very easy time for the past month — busy
but no real shelling coming our way. Have managed a bath once a week and even
the occasional egg for breakfast. We’ve been sort of on the fringe of the real
fighting – sort of spectators with the occasional job to do. At the moment we
are resting for a day or two before going back in to the line in a new sector –
the other one has been rolled up...
Lots of love
Bennett Beatty Served WWII Missing in action July 1st 1944
Served in WWII
From a letter written on the Isle of Jersey, 12th
My dear darling Esmé,
I have seen JOHN! --- It was the most thrilling moment in all
these long years to see him arrive along with Captain Taylor, as one of the first
deliverers of our endless captivity... Oh you can’t imagine how thrilled I was.
Dear John—one of our own little gang! — It was more than I had dreamed of! He
came on Wednesday afternoon when people were so worked up that they were
carrying members of the Army & Navy shoulder high —kissing and hugging
Well cherrio for the present dear, I shall be sending more letters when possible & hope they will be less disjointed than this one... How I long to hear from you!!!