May 12, 2006
M. told me about a disturbing incident that happened a few days ago to one of her mother's friends. It reminded me of my childhood memories. For many artists childhood memories are constant source of inspiration. For me it has always been the opposite. Since I came to America I've been trying my best to forget and block my childhood. I guess I lost my innocence early in life. As long as I remember even my most innocent and childish moments were under the shadow of fear and sorrow.
Posted by amin at May 12, 2006 5:12 PM