mandamonius in the house of the flying internets (AKA amanda wood or the artist formerly known as amanda wheeler)
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From the moment an event occurs, it is simplified and purified in memory. We shave off the rough edges and what happened becomes a story or even, over time, a legend. If we’re not careful, though, we grind it down to raw superlatives, with none of the banalities or complications that make truth feel true.

So often a memory depends on who we need to be at the moment of remembrance.

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From the stunningly beautiful interactive reminiscence Pine Point. The writing is lyrical and emotional to compliment (or act in spite of) the raw, scrapbook-ish graphics.  

Past the pure melancholy of the subject matter, I wonder if this would happen in NZ and consider Picton? Perhaps? There was that time they mooted moving the ferry landing from there but would the town suffer and diminish or would it actually be _removed_?  Even a place with just a single purpose surely should not be cleaned up and wiped out when it’s an important part of past inhabitants lives. Or is that not really enough?

The style of this also makes me want to make something similar - to push words outside and away from text; to try and create multi-sensory storytelling the same way I hear it in my head when I write something.

(via megpickard)