Self portrait XXVI
When I was younger and we first began moving around, I feared that with every new experience I gained, I was leaving one behind and that it might be forgotten. So as good practice I began collecting objects, little relics meant to prove to me that I had existed before this very moment. For this project I wanted to combine photography and my mementos by producing a series of self-portraits that feature small illustrations of each memento on my chest. It is intended as a physical interpretation of how our memories and pasts are etched into us as a part of us. This my attempt at denying my past experiences to become ruins. They are to be preserved, and proudly presented on my chest where my heart beats underneath. I am made up of my memories as much as I am made of flesh and blood. This is why I asked my friend to draw on me to create this illustrations on my skin. These mementos are reminders of who I was and who I am now, they have become sacred to the fibre of my identity. Our memories are what propel us forwards in the present, towards the future. This is my Momento Mori.
Drawn on and assisted by the talented @saiandvision
