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        Updated April, 2012

 

It is a very different spring for me this year. Instead of teaching, my job is sorting through the multitude of things gathered by my family over the last 50-odd years as I empty my parent’s house. I excavate, I curate, I throw out. Nostalgia must be kept at bay with time constraints and practicality. What would I do with that? Where would I keep it? What value does it have? What does it mean? Some days it is all bound for the dump. Some days I see art.

Watch this space for new collections arising from my discoveries.

 

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