Memory, History, and the Telling of Indecipherable Stories
I have always loved the term “snapshot”, as it perfectly captures the idea of what happens in photographs: frozen instants, the shards of time captured by our cameras, are collected in my extensive archive of photographic images. When I am brought up short by those frozen instants, in a practice I refer to as “searching the dig for relics”, fragments of the past are unearthed and fashioned into montages. Transported to the present as electronic paintings they become unique archaeologies of reordered memory.
