Negligence, 2025.
Found wooden fence, lace curtain, craved plaster imprints, dog scratches.
For this piece, I chose to represent a part of my childhood home that for me represents an urgency to escape, move on, or forget. I use the memory of our first family dog to do so. He was never in the best condition, kept outside and always ignored. He often ran away when he found a way, but always came back home to us. I often think about how much we as people can tolerate in respect to our families; and much the phrase "blood is thicker than water" replays in our heads when considering cutting ties. How much do we forgive and how much effort is too much? How much is too little? How do i make peace with the part of my life that has shaped me into who I am, for better or for worse?