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Framed Art Print

Matthew Korbel-Bowers (matthewbowers)

Mnemonic 1: Dear California — Matthew Korbel-Bowers

by Matthew Korbel-Bowers

Choose from a variety of frame styles, colors and sizes to compliment your favorite Society6 gallery, or fine art print - made ready to hang. Fine-crafted from solid woods, premium shatterproof acrylic protects the face of the art print, while an acid free dust cover on the back provides a custom finish. All framed art prints include wall hanging hardware.


My wife Marissa and I are long overdue to collaborate on a poster series. She is a writer and I do what I do. We are both Cali kids stirred by our landscape and the experiences we have had moving through it. It is a big subject in need of word and form—together. We are calling the series, Mnemonic.

Words—Marissa Korbel Bowers
Design—Matthew Korbel Bowers

I remember the glow of the lake of the leaves of the vines on the hills that I lived in loved in ran my feet over held my breath for.

Dear California, how much do I love do I need do I love your gold hills rolling, 2 miles south of Oregon and I know that this table is rounding that this heart is falling and I know that I’m home. I hold my breath past the poppy and I smile and I open to the gold as it comes and it pours.

I remember the pine winter ­­— snaps of needles against my cheek, living in a white eskimo cavern until dark, the snowlight filtered through the roof. I remember the pale blue of the snowpack, but I forget the whip of the cold.

I remember the empty fogless afternoons in the fallwarm, on the cement. I remember the way the sun turned orange, but I forget the way the trees moved.

I remember the wet cement under my belly, under the towel on the pool deck in the dry dry air. I remember the smell of the chlorine in the white cracked poolsides, but I forget the sting of it in my eyes, under water. I remember diving down for weighted rings or change. I forget how much I got.

Rachel Caldwell commented on January 1, 2013 3:01pm
Cool poster.
Sreetama Ray commented on January 2, 2013 3:46am
istillshootfilm commented on January 2, 2013 6:08am
Wayne Edson Bryan commented on March 19, 2013 11:08am
Oh Yeah! ✯ ✯ ✯ ✯ ✯ 👍
Gabriella Urrutia commented on June 13, 2013 11:39pm
Brianna Ortega commented on October 22, 2013 9:42pm
This is my favorite piece of work on society 6. Hands down. I might even buy a print... !
Matthew Korbel-Bowers commented on November 5, 2013 12:21pm
Wow, thank you, Brianna!
ANoelleJay commented on September 14, 2015 9:30am
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