by Vivien Park
I have been preoccupied with this idea in the past few days. Reading a constant influx of bad news from the tragedies in Japan, life behind the glowing screen seemed to have lost its saturation. In all honesty, I know how life could end at any given notice. At various times of my life I have made different lists of things I would want to do before I die: art to see in person, books to read, places to visit. Slowly things always seemed to work their way back to the routine and the familiar. Perhaps what is needed is a promise to a stranger, a statement made while being photographed and the artifacts published — and the photographers returning in a number of years to see if I have accomplished my goal.