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Mourning Time, 2023
Found photo of Isaiah, myself, and my dad at my grandma’s kitchen table, with the morning light pouring in, from dads stash of images I had never seen, inkjet print, and repurposed plaster frame (Cura, 2023), with a found snail shell (nod to Gary the snail, same name as my dad and his favorite show Sponge Bob Squarepants)
“Just calling you back, thinking about Randy Orten and Rey Mysterio holding hands on Monday night Raw, Hardy Brothers with the dive off the ladder — pain, popcorn, slim jims, lolipops, all of us together, quick run to El Rey Liquors, olives on all of my fingers, rocking out all the way to Truchas..... Then you were gone, all this fun and then you were gone. I am still trying to reach you now, and you WONT ANSWER YOUR DAMN shell-PHONE!”, 2023
Shell-Phone, dirt from Rio Grande, plaster shells, mixed media sound piece comprised of: voicemails from my dad, the prayers of the hermanos/penitentes at his rosary/services, some of my dads favorite songs, and miscellaneous sound bites from nature, and personal synths and soundscapes.