This video was taken at Grand Army Plaza in Brooklyn during the Play Me, I'm Yours project last summer. I had a music box that played the melody of "Fly Me to the Moon," when I was little. There was a ceramic girl watching a little bird that spun in circles. I remember the first time I heard a recording of Frank Sinatra singing this song and I thought, how did Frank Sinatra know that my music box played that tune? :)
My mind is so full of information that I want to share with you all from my week in Tijuana. This post will be just that, information. Factual and first hand. Witnessed and experienced by me. Thousands of migrants from all over the world, mainly from Central America, have traveled to Tijuana’s west U.S. port of entry seeking safety, better economic conditions, and/or to be with family already in the U.S. My motivation for taking this volunteer trip was to help the families in the extreme asylum-seeking cases - those who live in terror and fear both IN their home country and FROM their home country. Gangs and governments work hand in hand to target and terrorize families for their own personal interests. There is a list. The list has numbers on it. Asylum seekers want to get a number from this list and they want their number to be called. Like a deli. I was incapable of finding answers as to who creates this list, who decides how many numbers are on the list, and basically any ot...
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Linda, the pianos were outside for 2 weeks. Each piano had a "care-taker" that covered it for the night. Unfortunately a few pianos were vandalized. They are looking for ways to improve the project this summer. After the 2 weeks, each piano was donated to a school.
kim