“No-one on that ship thought we’d be leaving home forever, but when my father hugged me on the dockside, for some reason, I knew I’d never see him again. I still see my father; you know, in my mind at least, after all these years. But I can’t see his face. No matter how hard I try.”
"Andrew Jackson’s new body of work is as poignant a set of photographs as many of us are ever likely to see. Their themes are wide ranging, though perhaps central concerns are the familial effects and consequences of migration."