‘a visual stream of consciousness where your imaginary and erratic thoughts come to life.’
I try bleaching the sun
using liquid soda crystals
but the sky turns yellow too
I swirl my eyes inside the paint
tears forming at the edges of me
Through photography and sculpture, I question how the manipulation of behaviour and patterns dehumanises society.
Because of the pandemic, we didn’t have any Olympics this summer, so I decided to reproduce the Olympic coverage in July by printing (screen printing) over selected pictures from the Montreal Olympics of 1976
Through countless retrievals, our memories of precious moments lose their ‘truth.’
‘As I listened to music and wrote poems, the space came alive, became my balcony garden, and gave new life to me.’
‘where reality and subconsciousness overlap and everything blends.’
We are bound to nature, worms and dirt, we come from earth, and to earth we will return.
‘I fear that I will never find relief’
“There’s a certain sort of artifice in my work and the way I use light and scenes because my lighting creates a kind of dreamscape.”
You scribble on a piece of paper, pausing every two minutes to remember. Your memory isn’t what it used to be. But you try anyway.