Artist’s Notes

TREUREN (a memory word from my Dutch heritage) is an installation of 80 gelatin silver print and two Piezography images. TREUREN references the tear, that place in the soul where sorrow alights and takes up residence.

Events and conditions in the world have made me increasingly aware of the fragile commodification of humanity and environmental resources. This work is my ownership of that void, my response to the deep, quiet grief I feel as I witness the machines of power become increasingly hegemonic and global nationals eat away at the environment and human rights for transitory, self-serving gain.

How does one live with this knowledge?  How is it that we live our lives as if this were OK? How does one come to peace with our collective culpability in creating these conditions? What should my/our response be? How can I, as participant feel empowered to affect change for the long-term survival, not only of myself, but of ‘the other’? How can one not weep?

Surrounding four droplets of water floating in space, against a deep black are multiple hands, also floating, away from “steun” (support), away from solidarity and that which is known. Gestures of grieving, of hoping, confronting, holding, pushing, enfolding. Postures of power, and no. Hands that tell the history of many, hands that have become almost robotic, hands that have worked too long, too hard and ones that have truly not worked at all. Knuckles so intertwined as to destroy the myth of opposition without being in the dance with “the other”.

This exhibition is a site-specific, black and white photography installation. The nature of the exhibition lends itself well to a smaller, more intimate gallery space, although reconfiguration with fewer or more hands is possible while remaining true to concept.

Approximately 80 silver gelatin prints of hands, ranging in size from 4 x 6” (10 x15cm) to 16 x 20” (40x50cm) are float-mounted on brackets 3 - 7” (7.5-17.5cm) from the wall, in varying degrees of relationship to one another and the whole. Each print is backed with foam-core and attached with Velcro to the metal brackets. The edges of the prints are physically burnt, creating a very fragile, raw frame.  Directional lighting produces the visual effect of a quilt as image interweaves with shadow.

With 38-40 images on each of two walls, the hands surround two 24 x 20” (60x50cm) Piezography prints of water droplets. These two images, printed on watercolour paper, are framed and not burned.  The frames are the same colour as the wall on which they are hung.

Artist’s Conceptual Statement

My interest is in grief and in what kind of emotional and conceptual space it opens up.  I work with a Dutch word treuren in mind that roughly means “tear,” or “fissure.”  It refers to that place in the soul where sorrow alights and takes up residence. 

For me, it is tied to both individual and collective memories of trauma – it is about what the mind chooses to remember, and what kind of work comes out of these memories.  What kinds of images does the mind desire to see when in the grip of sorrow?  What kind of images does it fashion in the memory of some great tragedy? 

My show, entitled “Treuren,” was a response to the desire to give up, to stop making, to stop seeing altogether when confronted with terrible events outside my control.  I photographed the hands of over 75 people from the age of 3 months to 90 years.  The images are simple, pure, stripped.  I wanted to convey the sense in which human hands are the original and ultimate tool.  They are our projection into the world, and they are the mechanisms that bring the world to us.  They are utilitarian in that sense, and in another they are a reflection for each individual soul through their gestural capacity.  Our hands hold, both literally and figuratively, our ability to change and react to the world.  Who has removed the world from our grasp?  Our hands are both fragile and powerful; they show us what we can do, and what we are afraid to do. 

Making, an act the hands are responsible for, is the only response to sorrow.  In using what tools we are given, we work our way up out of the abyss.  My art is an expression of my struggle to create even in the face of personal and collective sorrow.   

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