This series of charcoal and ink drawings on paper were initially drawn from sketches on the NYC subway. Later I was inspired by a photograph depicting a procession of children walking down a street in Palermo, Italy where they were commemorating their dead; each person had pinned images of their loved ones to their shirt cloth. This image reminded me of the ways that we mourn in protest and witness. Here are images of anonymous (mostly) strangers I drew throughout my travels in New York City. The come out of the tradition of votive portraiture, and act as a sort of momento mori, a reminder of our mortality, as much as it might be a comfort in memory.