2019
shirt, twig boat, water, plastic box, texts
Exhibited in Laugardalur Swimming Pool Reykjavik, February 2019, as a part of the group show: Remember
Recording events, movements, relationships, memories… How can one do this? How can memories be embodied in a new body (in a new material)? I lost my grandfather – one of my closest friends in life – two years ago. I documented the last year we had together through writing a journal. The journal got stolen on a travel to Spain half a year after my grandfather died. Somehow it felt like I lost him all over again. Like I also lost the last year I had with him. Even if that is not true. How valuable the representations of a person become. As if they contain parts of the person himself.
And I lost that.
The performance of remembering
A twig boat. With every gesture of the process of making my own boat, I will remember my grandfather.
I will imprint the gestures, the acts into my body memory. A physical way of remembering. An act of remembrance.