Wednesday, March 30, 2011

Megan Kelley 052


"Dedication to my dear friend, Ted, we always loved the same music for the same reasons."

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Denver, CO, USA

Sunday, March 27, 2011

Patricia Sahertian 048

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memento: replicas of John S. Turner's portable chess game

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Phoenix, AZ, USA

Tuesday, March 22, 2011

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Katerina Nikoltsou 042

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"We , our homes, cities,
cars, boats, material goods,
are mere toothpicks
next to the forces of NATURE.

In memory of March 11, 2011... Japan.
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Thessaloniki, Greece

Sunday, March 13, 2011

Matthew Rose 041

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Paris, France

Benoît D. 040


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Paris, France

Douglas Galloway 039

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Cherry Valley, CA, USA

Giuliano Giuliani 038


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Rome, Italy

Russell Manning 037



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Dallas, TX, USA

Barbara Leavitt 036



"I call this the "Modern Pieta"... I did this when I got the message that my 38 year old son was dead... see how the woman is connected to the horizontal figure with the mummy wrappings... she is connected to him forever... there's a figure 8 on the heart which is on the scale... infinity... and on the bulls eye there is the number 38... the age he died of AIDS."

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Dexter, MI, USA

Lee Goldberg 035


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Life is a journey Death a destination
That no one will reach
No one knows the when, how or where
The journey will end
If it will end in darkness Or light
No key is needed To unlock the door

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Bell Canyon, CA, USA

Saturday, March 12, 2011

Jacob Sahertian 034


"dear father,
did you like to watch and listen to the rhythm of the waves like I do? were you an artist like me? were you a bad person? you died and I know nothing of you. someday, I will find you. I hope I won't be disappointed.
your son,
jacob sahertian"


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Phoenix, AZ, USA

Thursday, March 10, 2011

Bina Capadia 032


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Buenos Aires, Argentina

Walter Festuccia 031


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Rome, Italy

Sara Williams 030


"I work in the busiest ER in the state. Death is a constant visitor. I think about the thousands of people who have taken their last breath in this trauma room. I think of the overhead light as a portal and they gravitate towards it has we poke and prod them with every tube, line and drug known to keep a person alive. I think about who their families and friends are. What they did for work or hobbies. What were their plans for that day and what were they doing at the moment that they needed to come to the hospital. I look at what they have on or what the paramedics haven’t cut off and think surely they didn’t believe that today was the day that Death would be calling. No one every does. Maybe they invited Death to stop by or someone else invited Death to come visit."

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Tuesday, March 8, 2011

Joanna Walsh 029

It all started when the woman living next door to me, who is in her 90s, became bedridden. She is cared for at home by her widowed son. Her bedroom shares a wall with mine and I can hear her: sometimes she watches the telly, sometimes she talks to herself, sometimes she is in pain.

She is having what most people consider to be a ‘good’ death: in her own home surrounded by her family, something many people are not lucky enough to experience. In a culture where we readily brush death under the carpet (and the dying off to hospital) her dying presence has necessarily become part of my life.

I began to wonder about how we expect to die in our highly medicalized culture where our choices may be constrained by hospital treatments, and whether this ties up with what we would hope for. This led to a project for The Wellcome Collection in London and a residency at Sobell House Hospice in Oxford.


"This is a picture of V. Like her visitors, J and I, V has a first name that no one is called any more: a name you never meet on anyone young. V has more visitors than anyone else. She has just celebrated her 70th birthday in the hospice. She received over 100 birthday cards."

"She looks at my work: 'I like it. It's sharp. I don't like that Impressionist stuff. I don't like rock and roll: I like Shostakovitch. My boyfriend bought me tickets to the ballet. I couldn't go because I had to come here. I gave my ticket to a friend. But it was that Matthew Bourne thing. I don't like that. I like it romantic: frill and tutus...'"

"V's visitor asks her, 'Will she give you the drawings?'
V answers for me, 'No. She has to have them for an exhibition.'
I say, 'I can get a print made and bring it the next time I'm here.'
V says, 'You'd better be quick. I won't last long you know.'
I say, 'Do you think you could last 'til Friday?'
I return on Friday with the print as a late 70th birthday present."


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Saturday, March 5, 2011

Corinne Marie 027

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FRAGMENTS
~Adelaide Gehl Peterson~
My Grandmother, Adelaide,
died when my mother was very young. 
So we never knew her.
 It’s a vague and secretive part of the family history.
 Only fragments survive.
Bits of the German heritage
and a few photos link us to her.
The memento is a frozen Charlotte doll fragment,
representing this family history.
Broken, fragmented, pieces missing,
the doll represents my Grandmother’s short life.


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Johnson, VT, USA

Lisa Iversen 026

in this post, the card IS also the memento

"Received this card from KitePost, who introduced me to artistamps and mail art. I met him at a Kitemakers Workshop weekend on the west coast. He was teaching a class about kites and artist stamps, and the class produced an artistamp sheet. His photography has been featured in many kite publications, and his stamp sheets are held by galleries and private collections. He liked my work and shared mail art resources with me. He could be so funny... he'd make up hilarious dialog when watching films with the sound off, I remember laughing during a Bruce Lee film until I had tears in my eyes."

"We lost touch after I moved several states away. He died six years after I received the card. A talented photographer, artist, and teacher, the world lost a bright spark when KitePost died."

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N. Manchester, IN, USA

Arlene Havrot-Landry 025

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memento - barbie hair

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Montréal, QC, Canada