As the first piece of this series, The Sun Blurred By the Stars recreates the bittersweet nostalgia of a beloved memory with someone. The fuzzy warmth looking at someone you admire, the happiness they radiate, yet blurred by the beauty around. With the flicks of stars all around and the fireworks beaming in the corner, our loved one, although clear, is obscured. At some point, time muddies memories until unrecognizable and this memory, albeit beautiful, becomes a source of grief. This piece asks the audience, how do these cherished memories get warped by grief?
Set in a familiar location, this painting attempts to warp a fleeting and unimportant memory into something deeper. With the drab walls closing in, the colors faded and muddy, and only a glimpse of a figure, I’m Not Hungry asks the audience to explore the feeling of regret for not cherishing seemingly insignificant moments with a loved one. Why, at times, do we only feel boredom and apathy with someone we love? How does this grief change our perspective of a location?
The beach is a location held near and dear to all, often a hot spot for memories. It’s Time to Go spins these memories into something more sinister, highlighting the frustration and resentment felt both in the moment and after experiencing loss. Oftentimes, people cling onto the frustration they feel in the moment, even if small, with this frustration turning into resentment towards both themselves and their loved one. With the red undertones and stormy waves approaching, the guilt and frustration taints an innocent memory.
This work explores the feeling of discomfort and disgust at oneself felt when recognizing the impending loss of a loved one. The primary subject is set in a blizzard, capturing high emotions, with the only distinguished colors as dark purple and green to signify the key emotions. Why do we feel such “ugly” emotions when dealing with loss? This memory seems to fade into the blur of snow falling, asking the audience to reflect on the last memories held with a loved one and the rough emotions associated.
"A souvenir you took from a random booth at the festival. I thought it was dumb, but I can't bring myself to throw it out."
"Apparently 'the prettiest shell you found'. I remember getting so upset at you for not wanting to leave, but all you did was glow about the shell. I wish I cherished that time."
"One of our last nights together. I called you gross for picking up that feather. I wish I could take it back."
I wanted to create a "museum" of memories to capture how objects can trigger memories and feelings as well. Alongside each painting, I included small mementos with notes reflecting thoughts and feelings experienced when reflecting on a memory and how an object and memory's meaning can be changed by grief.