When viewing my childhood photos, I am shown relics of a life that I feel like I was not present for. It is not that these memories are fading, but rather these memories do not exist. I know that the photos are from my own past, but it is a past that feels entirely disconnected from me. This leaves me struggling with wanting to piece together this missing narrative while simultaneously wanting to let go.
This work seeks to explore this conflicting space. Through the act of quilting, I stitch together these moments from my past despite their distortion and deterioration. These elements that seem so disparate to me are labored over in an attempt to reveal something about the life I have lived.