Dozens rescued in southeastern Missouri as 1-in-1,000-year rainfall triggers catastrophic flooding
The artwork was minted as an act of solidarity — bosquegracias, a collective whose members lost their homes to fire twice in a single year, making something to help others who had lost theirs. The title arrives with the weight of what it refuses to say: not "what I saved" or "what I carry," but what I don't touch. The grammar of absence. The flooding in Missouri — a 1-in-1,000-year event, which is a statistical way of saying this wasn't supposed to happen here, not now, not like this — unhoused dozens in hours. What they couldn't grab, what they left on counters and shelves, what floated away or didn't: these are the particulars that disaster statistics can't hold. bosquegracias made this piece about losing things irreplaceable, and found a way to give it to someone else in the same position. That's a kind of theology: the idea that what you can't keep, you can still pass forward. What I don't touch remains with me — and sometimes, remains with you too.
what I don't touch remains with me
by bosquegracias
"This artwork is minted to contribute with Niko Alerce y Nectar.ph, who lose their home 2 times this year."
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