When we die, all we have to take with us are our memories. I don't know where I heard that. I don't know where we go when we die. And I don't know why those words have stuck with me, but like many things, they have. I tucked them away with other strings of letters, with images, sensations and moments that I keep and take with me wherever I go. 

Whether writing or painting or thinking, I often find myself visiting the things I've collected. Memories. Whatever form they take. They are the pieces that make up me, and, in turn, they inform the pieces I make.

-amanda woodcock

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