Whenever I attempt to remember the details of an event in which
I was personally involved, the length of time between the doing
and the remembering influences the closeness of the relationship
between the actual and the fantastic.
What I think I remember is in a constant state of flux, the
organization and arrangement of particulars controlled and altered
by every new experience, to the point where even the mundane
can be reformed into the epic.
All of my work is made with the intent to examine what remains
of the actual, to reveal the process of alteration, and to explore
the possibilities of the fantastic.
I look back at my life through the maze of my memories with
nostalgia, but without sentimentality, in order to realize the
uncertainty within the familiar.
Every remembrance is a reinvention, and reality is not fixed,
but in process.