I found this postcard when I was cleaning. Every year, very visceral memories.
I also found a sketchbook I had started using the NY Times “Portraits of Grief” as reference. I remember I had a folder of newspaper clippings, although I haven’t come across it yet, so it may have disappeared during one of my moves. Interestingly, the small faces include haikus based on the text that accompanied each photo. I didn’t remember doing that, but it was on my mind for the news all those years ago too.
swim to my open
heart, the rock to hold a fire
swim water flame sky
The “Portraits of Grief” can be found online here.