I came into the yard and screamed for the police to havemercy on me. ‘I am only a woman; allow me to escapewith my children. The outlaws will not interfere with us…do not you.’ Historical record
She thought she was trapped. There was a sort of truce,but she was fired at. Her actual shawl was exhibited at thecommission. I put the silly, self-assured policeman in thecorner. All is in chaos… I was interested in the reflectionof the burning hotel on the trees. Sidney Nolan Text © National Gallery of Australia, Canberra 2010