I just finished this illustration as a protest of sorts. Hindsight is a dangerous thing. For at the time, those affected by atrocities throughout history were treated with suspicion and ill ease. But as years passed, the Western world embraced them (with arms still a little limp). And so we look back and wag our finger at our ancestors for not doing enough to help those in desperate need.
How are the asylum seekers of this time any different? I can feel the breeze of my great, great grand child’s finger wagging at me. I defensively call out to her from the past “…it’s our government’s fault!” and mostly, it is. But have I done enough to let them know what I won’t stand for?