Monday Mass
160 x 120 cm
Acrylic on Canvas
After waking from a coma, I found myself questioning the nature of my own memories and their “validity”.
Some memories felt vivid, like a lived experience, yet I couldn’t be certain if they were, in fact, real, dreamed,
or maybe even fragments of an alternate reality.
I explore the relationship between memories, time, reality, and imagination. Painting a pixelation of
photographs I have taken, and the memories they keep, I reflect on our relationship to memory: fixed or
resolute from a distance but as we try to focus on details, this certainty becomes blurred or “pixelated”.
The surreal, three-eyed fish moves into the piece, imagination intruding on recollection. Maybe our
imagination is a glimpse into an alternate reality - what is reality? Is it solely what is observable, or, once we
imagine something, do we bring it into existence and make it “real”?
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By attempting to translate these thoughts into physical paintings, I am meditating on the fragility of |
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perception, memory, and reality. What do we truly remember, what is our own mind, filling in the gaps? |