Our memory is like a shop in the window  of which is exposed now one,  now another photograph of the same person.  And as a rule the most recent exhibit remains for some time the only one to be seen.  ~Marcel Proust

Vanishing Point, completed as a limited handmade edition in 2009, explores the mutable, and sometimes unreliable, nature of the human memory.  The images are drawn from several decades of family photos of my maternal grandmother, who suffered from Alzheimer’s in the last years of her life.  The tunnel book format was an ideal one to express the passage of time.  Photographic images are the remembered experiences filed away by the mind.  Insect channelling, like that seen rare books and manuscripts, represents the disease eating away at one’s recollections of times past.  These lacunae grow larger and larger as one moves forward in time.  And contrary to Proust’s description, the most recent experience, and point at which the…