The typical nature of a memorial is to try to preserve things for posterity, trying to overcome death, and a monument typically states, “Their names will live forever” when we know this is impossible.
The backbone to my work stems from a spreadsheet which my Grandfather compiled. In which he lists everyone he has known in his lifetime who have now died and writes a little comment about each person. These comments have been the basis of this work. My Grandfather’s spreadsheet is in essence a catalogue of the dead. In my work I am questioning if we have to classify the world in order to preserve and cling onto things against the unstoppable flow of time. How we encapsulate an entire lifetime with a memorial and try to preserve the ever fading memory of loved ones.
