I study time with great affection, but our relationship seems to be out of joint. I try to hold on to that which has passed though memory often fails me. To lose track saddens me but to catch a moment in the act encourages me. I see time as a sense, among other definitions. I perceive it most clearly in elemental forces, bearing witness to a shift in tide, or a subtle change in weather is calming and intimate - time in relation to a physical form. I feel compelled to capture it and finding materials capable of holding on to what I cannot becomes a matter of compulsion.
For several years I have attempted to address my lack of memory in day to day life. Ineffectively trying to recall that which I cannot, I find revisiting the past frequently frustrating. To me, memory is incredibly transitory. I struggled to find a suitable method through which to hold on to and control this unstable relationship and unsurprisingly the issue crept in to my artistic practice.
Photography has been described as having a cryogenic power to preserve objects through time without decay. Like flies in amber. Although it is true that the medium can be utilized to preserve and record, when attempting to do so myself I feel as if something is missing. Perhaps for some, more stimulus is needed in order to trigger memory retention and preserve moments. Tactile objects with a tangible form, that invites interaction not usually asked of a photograph can serve as further remedies for forgetting. This is explored throughout my practice, often by manipulating and deconstructing photographic materials. I push elements of the analogue process into originally unintended situations to find new, alternative ways to hold, capture and preserve the subjects of time and memory that often elude me.