My work is concerned with exploring the process of memory and the manner in which fragmentary glimpses of our past are preserved and form the route markers of our personal history.
Memories are by definition incomplete, smaller parts of a greater whole that have become disconnected from the flow of narrative structure by the passage of time. Their presence is both illuminating and confusing. Moments captured in absolute clarity that vanish into the abyss of imagination on either side of their perfect stillness. For those of us who wander far from home, these unreliable spectres are all we have to tie us to our past and the life we left behind.
I was born in Japan and my work brings together memories and materials that speak of my home. The fascination for me is that although they retain the power of cultural association they fail to tell the complete story, too much has already fallen through the gaps of time and distance. Having lived and worked in Japan, the UK and Australia, my memories of home are far from singular. They are multi-faceted and incomplete at the same time. In many cases, a single colour or a single object is all that remains clear to me, and they become precious precisely because they are all that is left of a place, a moment or a person.