CANO
2016
Dream Spiral Redux, Boy's World, Family Livingroom, Red Girl Redux
Community Arts Network of Oneonta, Oneonta NY
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DREAM SPIRAL REDUX
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BOY'S WORLD
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FAMILY LIVINGROOM
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All of my work begins with photography. Sometimes I make my own pinhole cameras and produce new images using very long exposures. Sometimes I reproduce my father’s family photographs and hand-color them or enlarge them and alter them in new paintings. Sometimes I build installations as containers to examine the possibilities that photographs seem to mean or inspire. At all times I feel like a time traveler or an interloper in my own history or just someone who is fascinated by the way I and others can write with light as we try to hold on to memories.
RED GIRL REDUX
Dream Spiral with Red Girl Redux is an installation that provides an experience open to any interpretation by the viewer. No limits.
For the artist, the installation is a self-portrait describing one’s identity as one knows it from actual memory and also as one invents or imagines it from handling family objects and finding family photographs. My grandmother’s sewing basket and my father’s Kodachrome slides brought to the fore a “memory” of being the 4-year-old Red Girl wearing new pajamas made by my mother, cavorting in the evening in our living room in Germany. I could feel how I was sleepy, ready to dream but delaying bedtime, jumping and somersaulting while also resisting the slide into my unconscious mind. Altogether it provided material for some invented connections and communications, a sort of daydream and a musing on our place in a big, big world.
For some viewers Dream Spiral may even serve as a mandala to help them contemplate other possible “truths.”
For the artist, the installation is a self-portrait describing one’s identity as one knows it from actual memory and also as one invents or imagines it from handling family objects and finding family photographs. My grandmother’s sewing basket and my father’s Kodachrome slides brought to the fore a “memory” of being the 4-year-old Red Girl wearing new pajamas made by my mother, cavorting in the evening in our living room in Germany. I could feel how I was sleepy, ready to dream but delaying bedtime, jumping and somersaulting while also resisting the slide into my unconscious mind. Altogether it provided material for some invented connections and communications, a sort of daydream and a musing on our place in a big, big world.
For some viewers Dream Spiral may even serve as a mandala to help them contemplate other possible “truths.”