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Memory Bundle #4

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It's around 2000 and Anchor Graphics the Printshop my partner, Marilyn Propp and I founded in 1990 is humming along, we are collaborating with artists, teaching workshops, hosting artists in residence and installing exhibitions.  A dear friend, Steven Campbell gave me a gift of buttons. To sew on a garment or charms for the shop.  For years they hung on the corkboard in the shop, and each time we moved they were carefully packed away, moved, then rehung.     That is until the last time. When I left Columbia College.  They were tossed in a box with all of the other mementos.  Unpacked. Navy buttons

Memory Bundle #3

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4 Time Pieces with one obscured. At various times these watches were gifted to me. The one on top was given to me by my father It was a gift to him by his wife.  I wonder if she was hurt,  when she found out he had given it to me.   He said he never wore it much.  They were accessories to be worn. The batteries wore out quite a while ago.   I don't think I ever checked the time that much.  Now they sit waiting. Out of time.

Memory Bundle #2

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I have no idea where this came from. It has been with me for a long time. Perhaps a gift for a girlfriend, that was never given. Or from my mother's stuff. Could it be from a Mayan Princess, who passed the piece to me without my knowledge? Its weight is more than I can imagine. Steel, lead, or silver, I have no idea.  The bracelet means something but it remains shrouded in mystery. Bracelet. 

Memory Bundle #1

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Memory Bundle 10/26/2019 A place for all of the trinkets that at a moment in time  meant something. Memory Bundles Springboards to a specific time and place.  or an event that meant something. 30 or 40 years later  do these objects  hold any significance? Copper Bowl-William Clifford Jones Copper Bowl- I've been carrying this bowl around since I was in my teens.  It was made by my father when he was in his teens (I think). I thought I had thrown  it away. The bowl was in one of my many boxes. Containers filled with things that seemed important so long ago.  Some things still carry weight. Copper Bowl-William Clifford Jones