2. "Capacity of objects to serve as traces of authentic experience."
The Authentic Object?
A Child's-Eye View
3. "The souvenir reduces the public, the monumental and the 3 dimensional into the miniature which can be enveloped by the body."
This is Pedro. He is a miniature figurine that was acquired at South of the Border (cheesy "amusement" park that borders South Carolina and North Carolina). I stopped at South of the Border for the first time the summer after I graduated high school. My best friend and I went on a 2 week road trip (Florida-South Carolina- North Carolina-Virgina- D.C.- Tennessee- South Carolina- Florida). It was the first major trip I have ever been on without my parents and it was the beginning of a wonderful and long lasting friendship. Pedro was the first souvenir we bought and he became our mascot for the rest of the trip and continues to be my good luck charm. Pedro comes with me everywhere.
4. "Nostalgia can not be sustained without lost."
Iron & Wine- Trapeze Swinger:
5. "To have a souvenir of the exotic is to posses both the specimen and a trophy.
This is Sadie, my Hedgehog. She is my souvenir of the exotic, both a specimen and a trophy, one I show off to the world and love dearly.
6. "The place of origin must remain unavailable in order for desire to generated."
"Long Distance"
By Brandy (re-done by Bruno Mars)
There's only so many songs that I can sing
To pass the time
And I'm running out of things to do
To get you off my mind
Oooh...
All I have is this picture in a frame
That I hold close to see your face everyday
With you is where I'd rather be
But we're stuck where we are
And it's so hard, you're so far
This long distance is killing me
I wish that you were here with me
But we're stuck where we are
And it's so hard, you're so far
This long distance is killing me
It's so hard, it's so hard
Where we are, where we are
You're so far
This long distance is killing me
It's so hard, it's so hard
Where we are, where we are
You're so far
This long distance is killing me
Now the minutes feel like hours
And the hours feel like days
While I'm away
Ya know right now I can't be home
But I'm coming home soon
Coming home soon
All I have is this picture in a frame
That I hold close to see your face again
Oh!
With you is where I'd rather be
(Where I'd rather be)
But we're stuck where we are (Oh)
And it's so hard (Oh)
You're so far (Oh)
This long distance is killing me
I wish that you were here with me
(You were here with me)
But we're stuck where we are (Oh)
It's so hard (Oh)
You're so far (Oh)
Can you hear me crying?
(Ooohhh... ooohhhh...)
Can you hear me crying?
(Ooohhh... ooohhhh...)
Can you hear me crying?
(Ooohhh... ooohhhh...)
With you is where I'd rather be
(Where I'd rather be)
But we're stuck where we are (Oh)
And it's so hard (Oh)
You're so far (Oh)
This long distance is killing me
I wish that you were here with me
(You were here with me)
But we're stuck where we are (Oh)
And it's so hard (Oh)
You're so far (Oh)
This long distance is killing me
It's so hard, It's so hard
Where we are, where we are
You're so far
This long distance is killing me
It's so hard it's so hard
Where we are, where we are
You're so far
This long distance is killing me
There's only so many songs that I can sing
To pass the time
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