When I was seven years old, my father committed suicide. This event abruptly ended my childhood and altered my life forever. In my adulthood, I am driven to explore themes of memory, loss, death and the archive in my work. This piece is an...See moreWhen I was seven years old, my father committed suicide. This event abruptly ended my childhood and altered my life forever. In my adulthood, I am driven to explore themes of memory, loss, death and the archive in my work. This piece is an attempt to do so using archival 16mm family films shot by my grandfather decades before I was born. An image of my father as a child eating an ice cream cone somehow suggests my own childhood, gives a glimpse of myself, and an understanding of my experience and memories of him. I have reclaimed these images and constructed a film that act as a tangible memory, proof of my emotional understanding of events both traumatic and life affirming. Written by
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