144. The metal plate was not interesting in any way, and the
lettering identifying what it was had almost all disappeared years ago. What
was interesting about it was they way all the rest of the sidewalk rectangle
had cracked and deformed because of it.
145. I felt just like that square of sidewalk, it was a kind
of presentation of my life, which was breaking and cracking up in an attempt of
accommodate…certain things.
146. It was then I decided to cast entire pieces of broken
pavement, instead of the manhole covers. “This is a breakthrough,” Mrs. Festini
said.
147. A week later I completed my first new piece of
sculpture. At a glance it looked like a piece of sidewalk hung up on the wall.
The only difference was that, since it was plaster, it was pure white.
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