Memorial Day

detail “TRIBE”, 2007,ceramic,steel,wood, 12″ x 30″ x 4″

Memorial Days have come and gone in my life.

And I try to pause and recognize the immensity of loss.

But I have no threads in my life which allow me the truth of what it is to be a part of our military.

The closest I get is the abject stoicism my father displayed when we, his children, asked what it was like to be in the war.

War is a mystery to me.

Not really, as I know my own inner violence too well.

On the grander scale; acted out in real time; it just is too, too costly.

Today, I wanted a way into the hearts of those who know or have know war up close and personal.

I found these photos.

They silenced me.


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