Bicycle Bell
“I need a decent bell,” I said.
Objects that semioticians from around the world find personally significant…
“I need a decent bell,” I said.
I considered it the epitome of bad taste.
My thermos is like a magic wand.
Sometimes we win — without knowing why.
It didn't become visible, for me, until I happened to hear a family story.
"Listen to the ney, what it says / It tells a story of yearning."
Having paid for the ducks, I started to remove the ribbons…
We suddenly realized Bingo was missing.
“Light your fire! Do you think I dread it as much as the life of a rat in a hole? My voices were right!”
Mafalda was the girl we all wanted to be, even as teenagers and adults.
"Take this," she said. "It’s to thank you for your song."
Its very banality made it the perfect distillation of our fight.
An anonymous masterpiece of material culture.
Instead of a feeling of protection, my amulet doll offers a sense of connection.