‘Those whom we love no longer leave us in dying; as they did of old… the unfading artificial retina which has looked upon them retains their impress… How these shadows last and how their originals fade away!’ – Oliver Wendell Holmes
It was seen around the time of its invention, that the veracity of the photographic image was a huge improvement on the many weaknesses of the human memory. This can be observed today in every family home; people have almost an obsession to capture their families and important events in photographs. However, it is the very permanence of the photograph that threatens to destroy our original interior memory. After viewing a photograph many times, in the end it is only the photograph we remember and not the actual memory. ‘Photography, instead of being in the service of memory is actually in the service of forgetting.’
Family albums and photographs are often used as monuments, to recall and commemorate times gone by and also loved ones that have left us. My practice plays off many of these themes and ideas, using my own family photographs to comment and question how and why we rely on photographs so heavily to remember, and question whether they actually serve as a memory aid or if we need something more.