Saturday, February 5, 2022 | 3-5pm
Free and open to the public
Change is constant. The process of growing older is a fact. These images contain traces of a lifetime’s memories. They have to do with the passing of time, moments and people that are gone, love, sexuality, family, beauty, decay, fragility, longevity, vulnerability, sickness, health, the pandemic and death.
This project started when I fractured my pelvis, was immobile, and could only get around with a walker. Friends sent bouquets and with severely limited motion, I began to photograph them on my kitchen table, finding beauty in their decay. From that initial work I continued in many directions: among them portraits of friends, flowers frozen in melting ice, images created with a scanner, combining live and dead flowers, painting on vegetation, and observing the passage of time in nature. I was fascinated by the emergence of the 17 year cicadas in Princeton (third time in my life), their short life cycle and their persistence to mate. Friends brought me dead birds, their fragility revealing the tragic beauty of mortality. Inevitably, all things will become one with the earth.