Rememory
For the past 9 years I have witnessed an invisible change in my mother and when verbal language was powerless and lost, we were connected through a photograph. It became an act of love and an attempt to keep the memory and intimacy with each other from fading into oblivion.
The series of works presented covers the time of the inner experience of war at the same time as the illness of my mother. War remains in many ways a territory of unspoken human experience and is often inaccessible to full comprehension. In recent years, after the Second Karabakh War, I began to explore the post-memory of people who had experienced this fate. The immersion itself began to generate a strong tactile contact with images, thoughts and memories, and eventually comprehended through visual language.
And every time I returned to my family home in southern Russia, I could feel how places and people were enveloped in the invisible artifacts of past and present war, and the sea waves held the screams.
