If one person held fond memories of mine, just because they are no longer here , does that mean i can not create new memories involving them.
I will be taking out items of clothing, belonging to my grandfather and hanging them in settings which is un familiar to me.
Firstly, these places will be derelict, moving into outdoor settings, then into public spaces.
These will hang next to a written memory I have with him, along side the piece of clothing and photo. I will allow the public to walk up, touch, see and read my memory. documenting the interaction along the way.
He would laugh if he knew what I was doing, and ask me why im not still painting ‘those lovely paintings’ any more.
Have you ever thought about taking a picture of your memory box? I did. So I thought I would
share with you a small piece of my past. I have more then one memory box, and I am happy
to share them all with you.
Im going to ask other people to share with me their personal memory box. Project to continue over time. watch this space.
animated self portrait /QuickTime Movie/2011/328KB/30 secs
A silent memoir of moments captured using images taken from my self portrait series.
A series of work highlighting the personal experience being under the scrutiny of the camera.
making the photographer, the photographed.
This short animation creates a channel for the viewer to see how uncomfortable it feels being
the subject of a practice.
After using my camera to capture shots of everything, and everyone else, Ive turned it on myself.
Ive realised what it feels like to be under the scrutiny of the camera, its invading. These images were
taken on continuous shooting mode, so you can really tell how uncomfortable I felt.
I put on a hat to help me – it did not work much, but visually it looks nice.
When I find it hard to take self portraits of myself, I took on someone elses identity.
Clever arn’t I, or just dodging!? hmm…