Saturday, September 11, 2010

A Place for my Ancestors

I've recently moved to a new home in Chicago. Like most American's, I have so much stuff that those things with most meaning are lost. I wanted to create a space where I could contemplate/thank/tease those that came before me, notably my parents.

I chose a small spot near the entrance, under a skylight, where I could highlight a small number of objects. In the image (to left) we see a painting of my mother as a young girl, a bust of my father, his oboe, and one of my mom's Nora Roberts novels. I will rotate these objects, but the idea will remain.

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