
Let’s create something from our collective loss.
So far, we have collected approximately 5,400 keys. Now we need a place to display them.
Link for video is under news.

So far, we have collected approximately 5,400 keys. Now we need a place to display them.
Link for video is under news.

The night of the Eaton Fire on Jan. 7, Altadena resident Kate Sullivan thought she would be returning home the next day after evacuating.
“The friends we had staying with us from Ohio had friends in Woodland Hills, so we followed them in our cars with three cats in carriers,” Sullivan said.
The last memory Sullivan has from that night was hearing her neighbor’s Soleri wind bells.
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A key has power. A key is the last thing you put in your pocket or toss in your bag as you go for your neighborhood walk and you always fish around for when you get back. Keys are among the most vital tools humans own; Hearing the jingle of your keys makes you feel safe. Your keys are what you always need and can never find. It’s the one thing that can be lost and found several times on any given day (right up there with your eyeglasses). Keys can be lost or found and hidden or shared. They can stick or work smoothly. For anyone who has lost their house or apartment, we ask that you do not discard your old keys. We are establishing drop sites to collect them, and turn those many, many keys into a tribute to the devastated communities. We feel this will be a powerful visual statement that we hope will help people move forward.
Caty Maxey, volunteer


Photographer, Frank Schlegel, lost everything in the Eaton Fire except for his passion to document. In a way to help cope with his loss, Frank has been taking photos of the devastation and agreed to let me use some for this site. I took this photo of Frank the morning we were evacuated. He had no idea his home was gone. See more of Frank's images IG @frank8x

I have the keys to nowhere
and nothing.
They and their whereabouts were important to me and my life.
I used them to start my car and open doors
To places and things that no longer exist.
Their noisy jingling signaled that Mom was leaving,
And told Sparky and Spot
it was time to go "bye bye in the car."
They were essential tools to a life that
I have the keys to nowhere
and nothing.
They and their whereabouts were important to me and my life.
I used them to start my car and open doors
To places and things that no longer exist.
Their noisy jingling signaled that Mom was leaving,
And told Sparky and Spot
it was time to go "bye bye in the car."
They were essential tools to a life that is no more.
No shed, no car, no doors left to open.
Replaced by unfamiliar things and places, not mine.
Relics of the past
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