These pieces of work represent an extraordinary metaphor of what imagination and age can do to memories. Not only erasing them but also transforming them and making them more the way we wish they were. The less obvious are extremely disturbing but at the same time I can't get my eyes away from them. If good art confronts you, this work does to me what Mike Tyson did to Evander Holyfield. It's poetry and it's cruelty at the same time. Like Alzeimer I guess.
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