‘I saw you breathing…’
“I saw you breathing…” is an internal dialogue battling feelings of impermanence and attachment to material objects. It is a nonlinear narrative that observes the pain, trauma, and confusion as a 25 year old reflecting at my 18 year old self witnessing her mother slowly die from ovarian cancer. Elements of materiality are intrinsic to human nature — even religious depictions are material attachments. My view of impermanence is not angry or necessarily unhappy, but one of yearning. I refer to images of nature, rotting fruit and vegetables, and the objectification of human bodies to illustrate that this yearning that all humans have when we lose someone important to us is full of contradictions: abstract yet concrete, balance and imbalance in our lives, and expectations vs reality.