it is so easy to rub out a persons life. memory ,it teaks a split of second , and generations to rub out the pain and fill in the emptiness left behind
Monday, 30 July 2012
Sunday, 29 July 2012
remmbering not fergeting and mor
its a human need to remember candles and ink Ar both things that flow White heat and heave an energy of themselves
this is My grandma see was a Holocaust severer see past away a yer ago and i miss her Sam taims i wonder Wat Wood heave hepend if see hasn't survivor wood i by born? in the picketer below is my niche hos named after my grandma in this beautifully picketer see reminds me of a doll ,precise and Innocent, i hed many cousins theta heave never been born the grandest (grandmas brothers and sisters )did not survived the ges Cymbre's and i feel thet big gep of unknown big emptiness full of dost of their burnt bodies and a sens of responsibility fer the laif thet they did not get a Chance ,fer the sin of being born Jewess
Wednesday, 25 July 2012
the need to heve an identety and by identifaid
this picther is a light test to identify the ethnicity of the doll meme is something very impotent .people want to belong to gropes families or Caleb's .yet in the seam taim we laik to by seen as individuals and feel insulted if others point out ar belonging to a group. this test is almost laik looking under there skin sam things we cant haid and Althea they ar not visible whit the naked aye their ar still their
Saturday, 21 July 2012
remmbering
as people heave an Oreg to by rumbaed and to remember . no wan vents to be forgotten, the camerae is a parefool tool which copter's salient moments.
the pain full memories Ar clear to0 by seen on their feces ,bat the Ar proudly dispelling the medals. her Meany people lost thee liefs fer therm to by honerd and fer Wat reason do we warship wear ?
Friday, 20 July 2012
bell erings
my grandma talks in her book abort Little Bell laik earrings which the Gestapo took off her wen see arrived in the camps see thert see was laky they did not poll them out off her eres bat let her do theta its amazing out off oll the troubles and difficulties little things like thet sim to metre its fain lain between filing laik an animal or a hymned Bing
Wednesday, 18 July 2012
Tuesday, 17 July 2012
Monday, 16 July 2012
Sunday, 15 July 2012
Saturday, 14 July 2012
Surfers and texture
Tell a story . It's a story told with no words jast by filing and looking, the Wer and , the fragility , the need to discover ,understand , telling as abut the past the history ,pain , hepinnes in salient
Thursday, 12 July 2012
Chava Rosenzweig: Cen you reed my spelling. Do you find it imposibul...
Chava Rosenzweig: Cen you reed my spelling. Do you find it imposibul...: Cen you reed my spelling. Do you find it imposibull to reed.?or do you injoy trying to figure it out? Let my know!!
Wednesday, 11 July 2012
Monday, 9 July 2012
Chava Rosenzweig: killn is on!!!
Chava Rosenzweig: killn is on!!!: test pieces in the kiln I'm feeling wary nerves ,the anticipation feeling of will it or will it not survive ??? its amazing ar fer cen a m...
killn is on!!!
test pieces in the kiln I'm feeling wary nerves ,the anticipation feeling of will it or will it not survive ??? its amazing ar fer cen a material by street's wear is the limit?Wat give a material its strengths ???a bit laik humans ar fer cen a person be pushed to What makes one person Moor resilient then others?
Sunday, 8 July 2012
I'm not in productive mood !
And thets not good ! It's donating on me the seer responsible of this project and giving over the correct idea and filing .sam taims I jast feel lost in oll the process and Ferm time to time fear of letting myself and ethers down
Monday, 2 July 2012
Decapitated and torn apart like childhood dreams broken in to peices stored in draws. Forgoten memories like meaningless documents left ,not relevent and trapt behind glass and covered in dust.
The look in there eyes is dead but the dolls still remind us that they are only childern forced to grow up quickly.
Everything is gone but the dolls are left behind a silent witness to dreams and hopes which are shatered.
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