Giving my artist talk for the Marking Time exhibition at Palmer Art, I was endeavoring to explain my lifelong habit, dare I say need, to collect objects. From a young age I have sought out secondhand stores, flea markets, and garage sales, searched for sea glass by the shore. I imagine all the hands that touched the object, wonder about the lives led; sense the history contained within.
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Memory as Material
Memory is malleable…
At times, the harder I try to grasp a memory, the more ephemeral and elusive it is, like mist disappearing as I advance through it, always remaining just beyond touch. Other times, a memory feels hard and brittle, focused and razor sharp. I think about how memory shape-shifts, changes as I move forward, and as my understanding of the past changes.
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