AP (1935 - 2021)

A suite of photographs marking the personal cost of the Covid-19 pandemic, to which I lost my mother. Combining family album photographs, and my own images, I present fragments of my mother's life and of my family's experience of migration.

I began this assemblage of photographs and scraps of my mother's life remembering Marcel Proust's observation that `it is the tragedy of other people that they are merely showcases for the very perishable collections of one's own mind.' I ended the series poignantly also being reminded that the most present element in photographs is absence. I am not the first to note that photography is, in this sense, a mortal medium.