Memories from the Net-Work

A memory book with sound and pictures after two weeks of work on Lesvos.

ENCOUNTERS through Art, Ethnography and Pedagogy

ENCOUNTERS Through Art, Ethnography and Pedagogy

I once had a person in my life, an important one.								... They wanted to give me a necklace as a gift for Christmas.						...	 “Oh thanks, but next time remember that I don’t wear necklaces”, 				... I said teasingly.&nbsp;

Alle fugler små de er kommer nå tilbake.

Gjøk og sisik, trost og stær&nbsp; synger alle dager. Lerka jubler høyt i sky, ringer våren inn på ny.

Frost og snø de måtte fly, her er sol og glede.

My grandfather Ralph or Raffaelo (his Italian name) was a visual artist. My great grandmother Vincenza, his mother, started painting when she was an old woman and spent the last years of her life painting thousands of pictures of flowers. Fiorella is named after those flowers. There’s nothing more beautiful than watching my daughter discover her own creativity in the company of others, whether music, dance or painting. This little painting is her first watercolor. One of the things I love most about this painting is her signature on the bottom right corner. I love that she was able to contribute to your net, and I am so grateful for all of the love, creativity, music, and imagination you all shared with her in our time together in Greece. Thank you. 					Jennie, Fiorella’s mama&nbsp;

"I was trying to represent something. I see plants as working together so I put a few in one spot and separated one. The lone plant was conveying my sense of feeling alone or separated from community, looking on at the others in the group. I remember doing this quite vividly because I was surprised at how it happened. I walked over to see if I might want to put something on there, and I saw a large group of you all knitting and working. And I remember feeling a little sad. I couldn't figure out how to shake it, I guess. So I saw the plant and formed the idea.&nbsp; It seems to be more than a memory. It's a sensation I still feel when I think of those plants on the net. It comes in waves. Even the memory of the texture of those leaves makes me wonder why I felt that way. I might not even remember it correctly, as it happened. But I guess that's what a memory is. Just a bridge back to a place I can't visit again."

"Anathema ton etio" by Gefsi and the choristes

Song of the Cicadas - recorded by Evie

"For the net-work, I sewed a leaf on a fabric. I have never sewed a natural thing on a man-made material before, so the experience was new and fun. It took me about 20 minutes to get it done, and my work lasted for about two days. Then the leaf dried out and my work was ruined. Now that I think about it, I realized it is not an easy thing to preserve nature on an artificial platform. Because nature is bigger than all of us, and we have to accept the flow of nature, just like accepting the tide. I think my work was a good reflection of that. Anyway, thank you for giving me the opportunity to contribute to your project.&nbsp;"

August 2022 Memories from the Net-Work in Methochi. This memory book contains contributions from some of the course participants. We are now in our respective corners of the world, but these memories of explorations and experiences remain in me - ready to be brought up again in other situations. I have worked with my hands, felt my emotions and become more humble when meeting new people. I invite you to explore what the work with this net gave those who participated. October 2022, Phuong Minh Huynh

They're not here anymore. The pick is.&nbsp;

I don't wear it. I just carry it with me - no chains. Still, I "pick" you.

I also carry those memories. The first song I played on my guitar.&nbsp;&nbsp; Maybe I shouldn’t?

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