of nine mothers i am the child, of nine sisters i am the son

of nine mothers i am the child, of nine sisters i am the son

 till i eat the world at last

till i eat the world at last

 it is in memory that keeps telling us, some of the old story about us

it is in memory that keeps telling us, some of the old story about us

Steven James Whitworth

Artist Statement

I am interested in memory. What do I remember, what have I forgotten, what did I throw away, what is a fabrication, and what is a lie?

I am interested in how memory defines me and informs my present actions. How did this jumble thoughts become me? How then does a constant influx of new events change me, if at all?

I am interested in destroying much of has come before and constantly creating something new. Is it truly possible to be reborn? Like a centuries-old wall that’s been broken, repaired, plastered over, covered with playbills and posts, painted, scratched, worn, renewed and re-purposed; I am a collection of these parts and none at all.

It is in spite of and because of this my work in never finished. I am forever delightfully unsatisfied and hopelessly trapped in eternal curiosity.

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