For me, to put together my museum and all my remembrances was a big effort mentally, physically and monetarily.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
Doing what we can to repair the world was instilled in me from an early age. I will never forget my siblings and me knitting squares for blankets to be sent to the troops during World War II. This was an inspiration from my mother.
I realized so much of my life hasn't been in a well-lit room, and I realized the importance of documenting my experiences as a way to memorialize them.
I think we all want to be remembered for what we did.
The first time I dedicated myself to resurrecting and preserving somebody's memories was with my great-uncle. I knew he was going to die in the next few years, and I had grown up listening to all his stories about people who had been trapped or chased by the Nazis. I began to record them.
I do not exactly remember at what period I started my museum which absorbed so much of my time.
I would like to be forgotten. What's so good about being remembered?
I've given my life to the principle and the ideal of memory, and remembrance.
I'd begun to collect things that were lying in piles on the floor of my studio. I had run out of space, and I started to build shelves. I turned around one day and realized that that was the vehicle for carrying so many of the things that I was looking at and talking about, so they went from the walls to the works.
Some of our greatest historical and artistic treasures we place in museums; others, we take for walks.
Having artist parents, they knew the importance of exposing me and my sister to all types of music and art and making art part of our every day. it was just always there.
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