“There are three deaths. The first is when the body ceases to function. The second is when the body is consigned to the grave. The third is that moment, sometime in the future, when your name is spoken for the last time.” ― David EaglemanSum: Forty Tales from the Afterlives
The memory of a life is retained in fibers. It keeps an individual’s taste in color and pattern, where a person comes from, or their beliefs. The smell of a single thread can reveal the scent of their life from high dollar perfume to smoker. The weave of fibers keeps that life together, becoming a filter and holding in the small particles it catches.
In my work, I experience lives through the soft goods and other nostalgic objects that live with people. By deconstructing the fibers that people live with thread by thread, I learn about those who have made these wares and who has owned them. I unravel these pieces to find the aspects of a person between the threads of a textile and reveal what is hidden in them. Looking into objects that we all live with, a picture of a life emerges.
My work is realized through installation, sculptures, and a need to make things not for art, but the joy of creating. All objects are altered in a way that gives them a new life. These objects are given a new life with a new setting that constantly changes as they are interacted with, packed away, displayed again, and remade. This cycle is constantly being repeated in my work.
With time, things that were previously owned can lose their origin. Fibers are washed, a new owner puts their own self into the old, objects are repurposed, cut, and remade into new, or simply thrown out and left to deteriorate in a landfill and is lost in less than a lifetime from decay. This rewriting, overlap, and loss are all things that my work addresses.
The viewer walks away from my work feeling the connection, comfort, and the knowledge of the ephemeral nature of what we leave behind.