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Life and Celebration
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Life and Celebration Oil on vintage photo mounted to wood wrapped in library catalogue cards The beauty of death is believing that death indeed does not happen but rather a continuum of life and...

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33 Years ago
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33 years ago today I was awaken by my father. His stiff posture sitting without commitment on the side of my bed. Worry dusted his brow giving his olive complexion one of ash. His posture turned in and hunched – one of defeat. The room was still. I heard faint cries from the other room, like baby birds. It took me a moment, but...

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Corner Desk
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Corner Desk

Jun 13, 2014 by

That corner desk still sat there after all these years, tucked perfectly against the angled walls. It seemed like a wedge holding up the house’s foundation. The pale beach-coloured veneer reminded me of one’s face before they puke. Still, despite its pale sickly complexion, the desk allowed a flood of happy memories to come back. It was exactly 32 years ago I stood in...

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Finding the Beauty #33 “I Miss You Mommy”
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Entry number 33. The purpose of this project is to take the time to enjoy this time of the year…even if it kills me. I’m not a fan of cold weather, short days and bunkering down, but this year, to help deal with my sense of helplessness and side effects of SAD I must find the beauty, somehow, someway. Mom – Disney – Orlando,...

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