Tag: Gregory O’Gara
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Metaphor, memory, and my grandmother’s hands
Gregory O’Gara New Jersey, United States Stir of Memories, 2017 Oil on canvas, private collection of Gregory O’Gara Sometimes when it rains, the droplets are barely perceptible. There is no fog or mist, no thunder, no presage. I sat outside looking upward. There was nothing discernable in the darkness of the sky except the…