I am a native in this world And think in it as a native thinks

Monday, May 9, 2016

Because history is the addition of stories


This is on the top floor of the museum, where the cases of artifacts give way to something more personal: the hammocks, boxes of personal possessions, and this eerie gallery. Voices weave in and out; you follow one only to have a different voice take up a different story.

It's bloody brilliant. It moved me to tears.

And that's a good place to end this trip, at least for now. Other images -- birds, reflections -- will probably show up from time to time, but as a story, it's done.

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