For The Irish Times, I wrote an essay about my visit to The Irish Potato famine exhibit in Dublin’s St. Stephen’s Green Center and its surprising effect on me.
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That sounds wonderful.
I recently visited the exhibition at the Oakland Museum of Dorothea Lange’s work with Japanese internees and Richmond steelworkers during WWII. There, too, we saw the worst of ourselves in bitterly indelible images, and the flashes of our better selves. I wish that I could say that the evil old haint – the punisher to you, the grip of steel teeth in spinal cord to me – had gone away entirely, but the mere celebration of the human spirit is enough to get the teeth to loosen.
Glory be.
Beautifully said, Tanita. The haint is always going to have a hold, it’s impossible not to suffer and sure enough it’s coming calling again, but it’s hold on me is ever more slippery and I wish that for you, too.