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When we were children, my brother died. His death shook me to my core and left me yearning for a plane beyond the material world to guarantee our reunion someday. Years later, I dreamt of my great-great-grandmother, and the lucidity of the dream led me to begin an investigation in which I discovered that she, Dolores, had been a spiritualist.
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This project is conceived as a portal: a space for rituals, gatherings, and initiations. A recipe book and a grimoire, a means to honor the memory of my great-great-grandmother, a spiritualist who was exiled from my family for being a medium.
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