In thinking back on my memories it becomes hard to differentiate between stories, films, photos, expreriences and what is the 'real' thing, they all get mixed together. So i have chosen not to distinguish them, yet to place them together as they are held in my mind. I am currently using a bookcase that my dad made when he was 10, with wood he found in a pidegeon cove next to his house in Brynmill park. The bookcase then went on to being used in his room as a child. It holds a connection to memory, my history and is a united material in combining these memories. I am taking 'my memories fragmented and reinvented' and positioning them onto the bookcase, engraving and burning into the wood, as a way of making visible the memories curtained within the material, and within me and my family.
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AuthorNicole Francesca Cluckie Archives
February 2013
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