I can hardly believe we have already been back from Ecuador for a month.
It almost feels like I dreamt the whole experience.
I look at my photos and see this person who resembles me, posing with tortoises, climbing volcanos...and yet. Here I sit in my small little apartment in Brighton.
My relationship with my memory and the way I experience it, has always been very amusing to me. Almost like I second guess it... “Did this really happen...? Did I imagine it? What relic do I have here, this physical thing that can surpass time and space, to prove that whatever event stored in my mind...actually happened.”
For years I’ve always been fascinated with this weird parlez I have with myself. I play little games to satisfy this wonderment, like picking flowers and hanging them to dry or pressing them. Some how watching the way they experience time- by drying out, proves the movement of time for me.
As for the show, I am thinking of a way to maybe share this strange tension I feel regarding me relationship with memory. So what I am thinking about doing is creating a small collection of pieces exploring the juxtapositions between my experience there and here. For example, while on our trip, wherever we went...I took pictures of my feet standing on whatever ground. A documentation for myself to later look at and say, “Yes look Sarah, see that’s you standing there on that ground.” I would like the take a similar picture of myself, here in Boston as well and then display them side by side. In the same vein share some of my other “documentations”, like, plants that I pressed in my sketchbook (oops...). and plants that I dry here as well. (Also, displaying them side by side). Share a sketchbook drawing from the trip, share a sketchbook drawing from here. (Both drawings be of similar things, ie: a building front, or something).
Basically, I would like my work to be a small catalogue of my documentations to help me remember my experience.
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