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641 Garage Memorial Mural in Progress

Visitors taking photos of the Memorial Mural with me – almost 18 months have passed since the beginning – notice how the scaffold changed sides (several times) for us to reach higher parts of the garage doors. The slow process of researching, writing, sketching, penciling, painting 3 layers with brush, vandl guard protection layer... people will often ask about the time involved. I believe though the hundreds of hours are palpable and make passersby stop in their tracks. By now the mural has survived heat, sun, fog, rainstorms, and is still in progress.

May 2021

November 2020


August 2020



https://www.berkeleyside.org/2020/07/24/making-the-work-to-remember-in-berkeley-hills-artist-draws-on-her-german-heritage-to-make-black-lives-matter-mural
Racial justice matters, and artist and documentary filmmaker Karina Epperlein is making sure Berkeley doesn’t forget it. On the garage of her Berkeley Hills home, Epperlein is inscribing a Black Lives Matter mural featuring the names and other identifying information of victims of police brutality across the country.
www.berkeleyside.org


In 2023





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