For All My Girls

Even before she arrives,
You want your daughter’s world
To be perfect. You want her
To be happy and surrounded by love.
You want her to be sure of herself,
Gentle but strong,
With nothing to worry about.

But real life’s not like that.
The years come and go,
Bringing her trials and triumphs,
Joys and sorrows. And you
Still want her world to be perfect,
But you can see that she is
Sure of herself,
Surrounded by love,
And gentle but strong.

And you can see that she is
Who she is because life
Has challenged her to grow
And become more amazing
Every year.

Keep making every year
Your own kind of blessing
I love you!

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Sculptor and installation artist Alexis Arnold explores the visual manifestations of time and memory upon objects. Using Borax crystals and paperback books, Arnold transforms ordinary reading material into beautiful and mysterious masses of mineral matter. She says, “The crystal growth highlights or creates the aesthetics of these once-utilitarian objects that are entering the world of obsolescence, as well as acts to suggest past narratives and post-human futures laden with nostalgia, wonder, and the interminable progression of time.”

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