Remembrance: Visions and Revisions
“Time for you and time for me, And time yet for a hundred indecisions, And for a hundred visions and revisions, Before the taking of a toast and tea.”
– T.S. Eliot
Our memories define who we are. But as T.S. Eliot insightfully points out, they are as slippery and changing as time itself. This ambiguity of memory is what drives my work: the ambition to capture moments, which cannot be harnessed by prose but only shown through a visual vocabulary, through paint. My work is figurative because I find most of the indescribable can be shown through our bodies and how we physically interact with the world. The paintings before you are the moments of my past house and the people that have defined the past years of my life.
Along with the history of a home are pieces dealing with the physical ways in which we remember our past. They are destructions of a single instance, an entire relationship, and a string of nights that blur into one. These pieces contrast the paintings of a home by discussing the nature of memory itself.
Both works portray my relationship to memory and to my past selves. My work is not a universalist approach to describing the world; I am simply tackling the small piece I am closest with and turning those moments into flesh and paint.