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Lately my mother has been conversing with my dead father, often switching the living and the dead.  When she was younger I don't remember  her making such imaginative leaps.  I decided to make my mother and dog arches like the ones at the entrance to the Wadsworth. I made molds of the museum facade for use in the construction of the arch bricks