Part of my fascination is the anonymous journey these images have taken. The time, location and any of the participants is unknown, and unknowable. Yet they remind me of the moments that I have chosen to fix in time in my memories, the journey each of us is on and our own treasured and/or embarrassing records of our passage through life that we either cherish or ban.

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I chose to honour these momentary recordings,  each one a thin slice of a person's life. Due to this perceived lack of value or success, I chose images that displayed some form of failure and utilized the medium of household oil-based enamel paint to facilitate my own slippage in their creation as well as the attributes of d.i.y that enamel paint invokes.