Friends

Friends

“We are all so different and yet we are all friends”, Wrinkles ponders this thought with Discovery and Greedy.

This that you see by Teresa Aburto Uribe( translated by Jose Wan Diaz)

This that you see is me,
no more, no less.
A piece of Being…
a portion of humanity…
a fistfull of laughter…
a pile of dreams.
A share of craziness…
a bit of sweetness
with all my sincerity.
This that you see, is me,
no more no less.
A woman, sometimes a child,
sometimes space…
sometimes infinity…
sometimes passion….
sometimes freedom.
But like this, I am simply like this.
It’s all I have,
all I am…
it isn’t much….but it’s all.

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About graffittigranny

I am sending these sculptures out into the world to have a dialogue with those interested in some of the existential questions like what are we all doing here? and what is the meaning of our existence if any? Each sculpture has a" twin". One twin stays at home under the safety of a somewhat boring bland roof of a dolls house found in hard rubbish. The other is left out in the world somewhere with a poem to engage you in these questions of our existence and our memories. Which existence is better? Is there such a thing as a better life? The poems are sometimes in French because the Xmas fortune cookie said " The sum of human knowledge is not contained in any one language." I hope over time a dialogue might begin where the sculptures create a means for us to relate in the quiet of the blog site. What this dialogue will mean or not is yet to be revealed!
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1 Response to Friends

  1. gill's avatar gill says:

    yes, we are all different, but each values the other in friendship.

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