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For the past few years I’ve been making a lot of work about death and mourning. I guess I am still reeling from the loss of my parents and the security of knowing that they would be there to anchor me throughout my life. I know that that way of thinking is not realistic because we all eventually die and it is most natural for our parents to die before us. But knowing that does often not console me because the pain is not only emotional but visceral. At times it feels like there is a hole in my heart, an open wound that if I let it, will bring me to my knees.

Black Shoes, is my most recent project on the subject, in which I trying to reconcile the natural order of things, that life goes on and that the past helps to shape our understanding of ourselves.

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