Still Life – a Personal Heritage
Many of us seek an identity – or perhaps seek to escape from ourselves – through the things with which we choose to clutter our lives. Most are transient, outliving their usefulness, unable to keep up with our changing desires as the years pass by. Few linger long after we have gone, travelling in time in a way which is closed to us.
There is a comfort in the familiar, in the multilayered existence of inheritance; a stabilizing, grounding sense of belonging which comes from things with which we grew up, the landmarks by which we navigated our early years. They are the threshold between our history and the present, between what has been, what is and what is yet to come. A kind of immortality we ourselves cannot achieve.
Such objects become integrated and entwined in our personal history handed down from generation to generation.
A familial wave passing through our lives.