Tuesday, June 2, 2009
9 x 9 inches. paint and collage on panel
My earliest happy memories were the mornings in Haiti. Before my eyes even opened I heard the sound of the roosters crowing, the ladies coming down from the mountain sides calling out in song the wares on their heads, and, closer to me, the hum of tropical insects. The woman who took care of me was named Tili and she loved me. When she was around there was sure to be laughter and hugs and treats. My parents and my sisters and I were incredibly blessed with good people. The headline I found for this image seemed different and perfect.