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This Canon AE-1(c. 1980) has seen better days. Screws have been replaced when missing, the light
meter battery covering has broken off, the internal elements are a bit dirty and could use some love. In
its time, this was one of the best selling…

This small and simple book was one of my mother's favorites, a collection of poems by famous authors and some written by a fellow farm woman, a soulmate, who saw the world much like mom. Poems like "The Children's Hour" by Henry Wadsworth…

I didn’t have a great relationship with my mom but we did share one story. On my birthday throughout my life, she would tell me about the morning of my birth. She had been quite depressed however happened to look toward the window sill and there sat…

I loved this baby enough to spare us both a life with its father.

My cat, Hermie, died right around this time of year in 2012, while I was at school in a different state. My last words to him were actually "Don't die before I come home again." I said it as a joke; I didn't expect him not to listen.

After he was…

My dad wore a watch all of the time, even while he slept. He kept a journal every day and wrote down the time of his entry. Knowing the time and being on time was very important to him. When he was having trouble seeing the numbers on his old watch,…

This lump of lead is, I suppose, meant to resemble a Bichon-Frisée dog. My mom had such an animal at the time she died, named Louie. Somehow this item came into my possession when the various trinkets were divvied up among the survivors. I never…

My stepfather died April 19, 2018 at age 84. He left behind an apartment in which every room, even the kitchen, was chock-full of nonfiction books, organized into sections by subject. Among his relatively few other possessions was this matryoshka…

The idea for this work began when one cold and rainy day I was walking to meet Danny for lunch in our studio space. I was grumpy because of the weather, cursing myself for not leaving a little sooner. As I was walking, I was thinking about all of the…

My Dad’s coffee cup. Think of him every time I use it. Can still see him sitting at the table wearing his flannel shirt and jeans, drinking his coffee and dunking donuts or cookies in it.