Both of my parents were born in the Japanese American internment camps. These photographs are about re-discovering what has been forgotten through what remains, a visual archaeology of sorts.
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Part 2
The pinkie ball.
Rubber, pink, resilient, $1.95.
So, the story goes like this, as told by Grandpa Jack: I was riding in a truck driving on an irrigation canal (at Gila River Canal Camp). It turned over and I broke my hands. Since then, I...
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This past Summer was a time for reflection.
I taught my first summer course- compressing 10 weeks of photo-chemical darkroom, documentary field-craft, and editing into five weeks.
I visited all the taquerias in the...
“Make Manzanar even better physically, intellectually, and spiritually” by volunteering, asserts the NPS website. It is one of the only two internment sites that the National Park Service maintains. Manzanar’s interpretive center is a flood of...
The City of Los Angeles purchased this land for its water rights in the 1920’s. From that point on, the water flowing out of the Sierras here was diverted to the LA aqueduct to quench the expanding population to the south. Despite summer temperatures...
Kenneth Foote argues that Sanctification of a site is creating a sacred space made special by the recurrence of ceremony and ritual commemoration. Of the many internment camp sites that have a pilgrimage, it is easy to attest to their being sanctified...
