![]() The same way that oneĬan experience moments of calmness and peace when going through the loss of a The abstractĪnd washed out images had transformed into beautiful visuals that spoke of lossīut also of happiness. It was as if I was back in aĭarkroom, where nothing else mattered but the creation at hand. When deeply immersed in the creative process. Amid the mixed feelings and theįrenzy of not hindering the work of the demolition crew, I ended up in aĬreative frame of mind: that vortex of peace and serenity that one experiences Photo papers and created new abstract images. TheĬhemical from the negatives and slides and the flood water had washed down on All of my sculptural artworks were absolutely destroyed. That most of these images were not digital or digitized and the negatives were I was angry at having bought a house near a bayou. Not having moved things to the first floor (which also flooded but not as Loss of things that you hang on to and cherish. This room flooded at an all time high up to its ceiling. ![]() We prepared ourselves and our belongings for a These items as well as his architecture school drawings and blue prints to Harvey hit Texas and the rains arrived in Houston, my husband and I moved all Handwritten letters, childhood slides, and memorabilia from my late father’s As an immigrant away from her home country, I also kept boxes of family photos, I had collected art from local artists in Chicago and Photographs in a darkroom set up in my pantry, andĮxhibited them regularly. Over the years I had created works on paper, collages, printed I am an economist by day and anĪrtist by night. Level where I placed my art and artifacts. ![]() ![]() House in a wooded area overlooking a ravine, with a studio space in its lower Moved from Chicago to Houston last fall, where my husband is based. ![]()
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