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 June 19th in 2020 – early days of Memorial Mural: 
Tomye, Laura and Nicky, sketching....all masked up
    
    notice Nicky up on her toes :) on steep incline toward garage doors...

Stills by Karina



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nicole gervacio said…
It's amazing to see what the garage doors looked like before. I'm so used to the memorial now...
August 27, 2021 at 6:05 PM
Karina said…
yeah, Nicky, the garage doors look like they were waiting for this memorial mural – it's a permanent feature now, the front of house is not imaginable without it, so interesting.... i also love how you are dancing even as you are measuring and sketching the lines on panels, up on your toes, your whole body involved :)
August 27, 2021 at 7:58 PM
nicole gervacio said…
dancing & bare feet!!! painting this mural is definitely a dance…remembering squatting low, gliding with the lines of the pencils, walking back and forth to look at the wall, reaching high, each paint stroke is a dance.

also the repetition…the sketching & layers & layers of paint brought deep meditation with each letter, word, & name.
September 2, 2021 at 12:47 PM
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