WORKS ON MEMORY
My mother’s house is full of ghosts. These ghosts are not malevolent. They do not slam doors or flicker lights. Instead they live in photographs, letters, and trinkets collecting dust on the living room mantel. Objects and photographs become a place holder for the memory of people who have passed. We project our remembrances on to them, allowing them to bare some of the weight of our memory. Not forgetting, but not fully remembering either.
Utilizing photographs taken from my deceased grandmother’s archive, my work draws from research on familial folklore, public and private memorial rituals, and contemporary photographic theory to explore the dichotomy of remembering and forgetting.
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