This is a sculptural video installation about re-encountering memory, set in a space only big enough for a few people to comfortably fit.

I wanted to push on the aspects of memory and its infrastructure that are hazy, messy, unknown. I'm using footage from family videos, setting scenes from different generations against each other. The video projects downwards into a wooden reflecting pool with four partially-submerged angled mirrors, each of which throws a different fragment of video onto the walls. Like the mythical pool of Narcissus, the water is surrounded by plants. I chose Eucalyptus, a tree whose scent is tied to my infancy in California – memories from before I really remember anything.

Two of the videos are from my own childhood, and two are from my father’s. In each pair, one video represents an intact memory and one signifies an un-rememberable event.