I've been taking Susannah Conway's Unravelling class. We are now on week four, which is about memories. The three photos in my new banner are photos I took for weeks 1 and 2 of the class. It has made me look at photography and my art, the way I create and assemble so differently. It's also bringing up things I have buried. This week's theme had us looking at old photos - as old or "new" old as we like. It took me a couple of hours late one night to even find my box of oldies but I knew I had to. This is a mosaic I made of our little family. In Montreal we have a mountain smack dab in the middle of our city. When I was a child we used to go every weekend, rain, shine, snow. Looking back on these early photos of my sister, my parents and myself, I realized that my parents did look at us with affection. My memories are different than what these show, it's a little confusing because of the way things still are today, which is very distant, very cold-fish emotionally. I wonder where and when the distance happened and why we were never able to get back here. This is tough work.
And just so I don't get too serious, here's another one I made for this week, my jeany-ology (parents, grandparents).
Well, it's never dull
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