MEMORIES IN RED
SPRING IN JAPAN
EXHIBITIONS / AWARDS
The pain we experience when people we love leaving us forever could be devastating. And when it happens we need to find the ways to continue our lives, even when the the holes left in us by their departure are so deep and wide that it feels like you need to start your whole life all over again.
Two years ago my sister lost her long battle for her life. To ease the pain of the loss I turned to my work. I started photographing the objects connecting just the two of us. Looking at the photographs now all I could think about are the numbers. Hours, years, dates, birthdays, celebrations, numbers, numbers, numbers.
How old we were on this old photo?
- 5 and 7. Look, here is a little scribble by our aunt at the back, the year is 1961.
How many volumes left from our family’s Chekhov 12-volume set?
- 10. Why? Only we knew why only 10.
How many unanswered text messages to her I still have on my phone?
- Many. Only I know how many.
- Pair, 3, 2, 9 and 40, 56, 58, 07.23.2012.
NUMBERS is the first part of collection of images (NUMBERS, THE DAY, FLOWERS) dedicated to the memory of my late sister Irina.
Consisted of 10 silver gelatin prints, on 8"x10" fiber paper.
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