Lucy- It's mother's day 2008. I miss you but you also live in our memories and the living embodiment of your courageous spirit: Lincoln. You raised a superb son. He loves you, I love him, we love you.
Chris Tiedemann
Sacramento, California, USA
Monday, May 26, 2008
Sunday, May 25, 2008
Friday, May 23, 2008
Este bolsillo es un pequeñísimo homenaje a una ilustre pintora mexicana Frida Kahlo, mujer de un inalcanzable valor, pese a todas las dificultades ella supo sacar su sufrimiento y plasmarlo en sus cuadros, firme en sus ideales es una de las mujeres más valiosas que ha dado nuestro país. En la actualidad su obra es apreciada tanto en México como en el extranjero, su legado durará por siempre. Luz M. Moreno, Berkeley, California, USA
Thursday, May 22, 2008
generally speaking, my memory is not good. this thing call the mind, with its words, like names. but the nose is different. it keeps its own record of significant encounters, of so many mundane moments that i would never think to write down or recall. my vocabulary fails me to describe. we say that we smell with our nose, but that verb sounds much too active for me, as if we were dogs on the hunt. we need a verb more like to relax, a verb that signifies the undoing of action. for it is there in the undoing that the window presents itself, into which so many things lost suddenly appear.Todd Brown, Vermont, USA
My memoriesThey are layered.
Some are small while others
are dominate in my mind.
All I really have are my memories,
I really have nothing documenting them except photos (only a few) and this little baby shoe I found at a thrift store.
My memories
my childhood home
Moss- from Bernal hill representing
the moss from my childhood playing.
Thyme Tim and I planted on our garden on Grant Street
and the baby shoe is for my baby who I think
about almost everyday.
Clara Cheeves, USA
Maica Folch, Spain
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
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