I hold less than a handful of memories of my father who abandoned me at a very young age. I hold even fewer photographs of him. Memories of my Father investigates the duality of memories and photographs. How a photograph encapsulates memories and how memories reside in photographs. I am interested in how a memory of a photograph can hold more charge than the actual photograph and how they are also able to construct lies.
I have collected other people’s memories of photographs they have with their fathers and paired these next to my own family photos. The obvious lack of men in my photos creates a dialogue with these remembered fathers. I am investigating if being raised in an exclusively matriarchal structure has left me with a father figure sized gap to fill and memories left unmade.