I was born by a mother once …but… I transformed into a gaping mouth

This month, we offer two striking pieces that explore miscommunication, perception, and the quiet weight of what’s unsaid.

Teresa Duran watched Vera, her housemaid, skillfully set the porcelain dinnerware, imported from Spain, and the silverware, purchased in Mexico City, onto the grand mahogany table that once entertained some of the most important people from both sides of the border.

This month, we offer two striking pieces that explore miscommunication, perception, and the quiet weight of what’s unsaid.

My uncle Jeff quoted something to me recently: “In doing what we ought, we deserve no praise, because it is our duty”.