Ok precious
Love you boo
I miss you, see you soon
I replay all of my husband’s voice mails.
I surround myself with his paintings.
I cling to the clothes he last wore when I sleep…
Down the Heavy Waters he went, closing his eyes for the final time.
It his Art, the paintings, sculptures—-
Powerful. Freeing.
like the battered earth’s shell, revealing the lonely—
this
and the words of Joyce Carol Oates in her recent posting This I Believe
the candle is not there to illuminate itself (Joyce Carol Oates)
keep and hold me.
… so begins a series— my sharing Benno’s body of art with you, with the dialog he shared with me.
I hope you enjoy Benno’s light.
Benno’s figures were painted observing himself.
Muscled. Burdened.
he is a child witness surviving atrocities in Austria’s World War II.
For some facts about my husband Artist Benno Kollegger, an obituary crafted by Benno’s sons and I is here on Benno Kollegger's Facebook and on https://www.serenityfuneralhome.com/obituaries/Benno-Kollegger/#!/Obituary
Thank you for reading and sharing.
— “Regina”