Siege at Glenrowan-Ned Kelly Series

At about eight o’clock in the morning a heart-rending wailof grief ascended from the hotel. The voice was easilydistinguished as that of Mrs Jones, the landlady. Mrs Joneswas lamenting the fate of her son, who had been shot inthe back by the police, as she supposed fatally. She cameout of the hotel crying bitterly and wandered into the bushon several occasions, etc.Historical record

These [Burning at Glenrowan and Siege at Glenrowan]were once joined together and I had Mrs Reardon and herbaby still fleeing for their lives. It was once six feet by four,but late one night, Jack Bellew, a journalist, said, ‘Look Sid,that painting is too bloody big, cut it in two.’ I told him toleave it alone, but to prove it was not too big, I would cut itin two. You see I come from a long line of Irishmen. So Icut it and looked at them separated and together, and theylooked better together. Unfortunately I parted them forever.Sidney Nolan Text © National Gallery of Australia, Canberra 2010