I amass an archive through my waking day, often unconsciously, saving visual notes using my phone or computer as I wander through both cyberspace and the real world. It’s hard for me to consciously accept that most of these images will never be seen again, and in that way have an ephemeral nature both in their tangible and digital forms. I catalog to deal with this sense of loss, and perhaps at its root a lack of acceptance. I carefully curate my collages from these finds, sifting through the overwhelming mass of sensory input to pull out points of interest, ultimately allowing me to control my experience of the nostalgic through technological intervention.
I use these collected images to construct new moments, artificial by nature but not completely synthetic- a rehashing of a reality that at one moment in time existed for one individual into something with a second life.
During this process, I must accept the inevitable; even as the master architect of new realities, I cannot pursue all pathways of image combination that I might want- I cannot keep all possible realities ‘alive’ at once. Many times through the building of my digital scapes, the characteristics of the images I work with force my hand in creating entirely new visuals from what existed seconds before. As someone who falls in love with the small moments unfolding before me in a collage, I must balance the exhilaration and heartbreak of progress in leaving some beloved images behind.
A process almost organic; creation and destruction in brief and beautiful sequences, often seen only by myself.