Today I had a dear Cook Island Papa pass away. He lived on his own and it was very difficult to find his family. I met this man eating out of a rubbish bin. I offered to buy him breakfast and he did not want any hand out and said he was okay.
I followed him with out been seen and watched him get an empty Mcd’s cup out of the bin and walk in and get a refill. A very humble man. I felt so sorry for him. I went home and filled up a suitcase of clothes and a box of food. When I dropped it off to his home he was trying to refuse it and saying he was okay. I left it with him.
Over time I would stop to pick him up, walking in the rain carrying his food in plastic bags and drop him off home. This one particular time he wanted to share his groceries with me and offered to pay me $10 for dropping him off. I said no thank you it is okay. I feel for this Papa as he lived alone and would always have his box of beers and drink quietly by himself.
It made me reflect of the Parrot fish in the Cook Islands on how it always returns to it’s reef. The coconut tree always symbolises the tree of life where it provides food, shelter, medicine, rope to lash waka, homes and many other useful things for life.
Kia orana Papa R.I.P
Title: Kia orana
Medium: Ink on paper | Scale: 500mm x 700mm | No: 50 Artwork Project 313
This Artwork is purchasable as: Original Artwork | Prints 1 through to 10 | Prints 11 through to 313