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Eric’s Gallery

Eric’s Gallery

A nineteenth century American painter once observed that the purpose of art is not to teach, but to evoke an emotion. I hope the works that I present to the world today evoke emotions and express who I am today. It is liberating to be seen in my authenticity.

Eric’s Gallery

A nineteenth century American painter once observed that the purpose of art is not to teach, but to evoke an emotion. I hope the works that I present to the world today evoke emotions and express who I am today. It is liberating to be seen in my authenticity.

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Detric, 25

Detric, 25

I was taken away from my mother by the Department of Human Services at the age of 11, due to an unstable foundation. It never stopped me from loving her.

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Jayme, 31

Jayme, 31

My mind tended to use my internal turmoil to fuel thoughts of violent aggression.

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Victor, 29

Victor, 29

I had to let go of everything I was taught as a child and believed to be true in order to revise myself.

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Jose, 53

Jose, 53

The passage of time has given me the opportunity to mature and become more knowledgeable, empathetic and compassionate. It has taken many years of self-analysis and reflection for me to be able to reach inside to my very soul and reveal my true self.

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Michael, End of 2022

Michael, End of 2022

Instead of spending time in prison feeling forgotten and useless, I introduce HoSQ’s mission to everyone I come into contact with and many light up at hearing that someone wants to read about them.

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Earnest, End of 2022

Earnest, End of 2022

Humans of San Quentin is important because it is an entity created to exhibit what empathy and love looks and feels like.

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Henok, End of 2022

Henok, End of 2022

In that moment our community members are reminded that they have a rich history prior to prison, and then they share whatever comes from their heart.

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Shawn, 44

Shawn, 44

She was a good dog. When it was time for her to leave, she must’ve known because she whined when I had to say goodbye and walk away. And I’m not ashamed to admit that I cried and didn’t look back. I hope she’s okay and she’s happy and has somebody who loves her with a warm, safe place for her to sleep.

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Douglas, 54

Douglas, 54

Laughter helps me remember the warmth of the sun when the chill of loneliness becomes almost too much to bear.

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