dear Mare,



can the private ever become public without borders and

difficulties?



i decided not to include pictures of the event created

because i wonder if i could ever translate the act, my

private thoughts, something I experienced, into a

shared moment. i originally had the idea of scribing

the notes in my journal, but feel it would be

difficult for people to understand how i felt, the

condition of feeling. so instead i have included a

photo of a note taken from the subway tracks that same

day - the note long forgotten and illegible in the

picture, but the memory of the quote, the feeling I

had, a marker to it.



hugs

et



thnx for letting me participate in this piece.