Some objects belong to the world of childhood. Others belong to the world children remember watching adults inhabit.
A corkscrew is one of those objects.
It represents dinners, celebrations, family gatherings, kitchens, and the small rituals surrounding adult life. For a child, an ordinary household object could quietly become part of the visual landscape of growing up.
American Material Memory includes these objects because our memories aren’t formed only by what we personally used. They are also formed by what surrounded us.
From the Artist:
Not every object I draw comes from one of my own childhood memories. Sometimes I draw something because it belongs to somebody else's story.
The corkscrew is one of those.
I've drawn them for friends who love wine, and somewhere along the way the object became connected in my mind with dinners, conversations, laughter and friendship.
That's something I've learned from making this work. An object doesn't have to carry my memory to matter to me.
Sometimes it reminds me how much I value the people whose memories it carries.
Some objects belong to the world of childhood. Others belong to the world children remember watching adults inhabit.
A corkscrew is one of those objects.
It represents dinners, celebrations, family gatherings, kitchens, and the small rituals surrounding adult life. For a child, an ordinary household object could quietly become part of the visual landscape of growing up.
American Material Memory includes these objects because our memories aren’t formed only by what we personally used. They are also formed by what surrounded us.
From the Artist:
Not every object I draw comes from one of my own childhood memories. Sometimes I draw something because it belongs to somebody else's story.
The corkscrew is one of those.
I've drawn them for friends who love wine, and somewhere along the way the object became connected in my mind with dinners, conversations, laughter and friendship.
That's something I've learned from making this work. An object doesn't have to carry my memory to matter to me.
Sometimes it reminds me how much I value the people whose memories it carries.
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