A NEEDLE IN A HAYSTACK

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In my current home, I surround myself with artifacts that tell the story of my life. I have bestowed memories upon them. They are the protagonists in my stories, I have collected them over years, and have carefully packed and unpacked them, as I have moved from home to home. The act of rearranging them reflects who I am. My current rental is deliberately cluttered, yet my things are always organized. Each object holds at least one story, and for now, those anecdotes are my own, but each will eventually carry on without me, For the stuff I own will outlive my physical body. My memory is steadfast, yet my health is a slippery thing, and the boundary between wellness and sickness is often blurry. The personal objects collected here, and the texts about them, are an attempt to catch some of the rough edges of a life lived.

The text here is drawn from a manuscript for a memoir entited: When I Close My Eyes, I See Orange. I am still searching for a publisher.

A Needle in a Haystack 01
archival inkjet print
20 x 30 inches
2026

A Needle in a Haystack 02
archival inkjet print
20 x 30 inches
2026

A Needle in a Haystack 03
archival inkjet print
20 x 30 inches
2026

A Needle in a Haystack 04
archival inkjet print
20 x 30 inches
2026

A Needle in a Haystack 05
archival inkjet print
20 x 30 inches
2026

A Needle in a Haystack 06
archival inkjet print
20 x 30 inches
2026

A Needle in a Haystack 07
archival inkjet print
20 x 30 inches
2026

A Needle in a Haystack 08
archival inkjet print
20 x 30 inches
2026

 

 

Work created during my Sabbbatical from OCAD U.