This is an ascetate photocopy of me overlapped with a memory that my mum wrote. The ascetate is pinned to a white wall, however it is not pinned flat to the wall it is curved round so that it stands out from the wall. i shone a light onto the surface creating a shaddow on the wall behind. when photographed the image looks blurry and slightly deformed.
I often associate my own identity with my memories and my experiences. I wanted this image to be unclear and blurred for the purpose of reflecting my opinion on identity.
These images (although not the clearest) are ascetates which are mounted on the wall and manipulated and curved so that they do not sit flat against the wall. There is small push lights behind them and i put them in the corner of a room so that when the lights are on and the room is dark the image from the ascetate is projected onto the wall. The projected image curves due to the way the ascetate has been pinned on the wall.



These are ascetate copies of my uncles grave during the war with a memory that another of my uncles wrote about a time in his life when he achived something. I thought this image and the writing went well together. Here i have photographed the ascetates on the wall with shaddows behind them. The ascetates are curved on the wall making the whole image and its shadow curved also and creating a different look in each photograph.
These are ascetate copies of my uncles grave during the war with a memory that another of my uncles wrote about a time in his life when he achived something. I thought this image and the writing went well together. Here i have photographed the ascetates on the wall with shaddows behind them. The ascetates are curved on the wall making the whole image and its shadow curved also and creating a different look in each photograph.
These are again ascetates and shadows. I like the contrast of solidity (the ascetate) and permiability (the shaddow of the ascetate.)
With these images i was thinking about the way in which a memory - a moment which existed at some point in time becomes something that can never exist as an object. It is always just a moment in time that can become unclear and forgotten about. For me these images represent life as it happens (the ascetate itself) and life as it passes in a memory (the shadow of the ascetate)
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