Don't forget that teacher that we call "ephemera" - in 2007 I started making molds of, at the time, "modern hard-drives". I made the first molds and cast them in cement attempting to give the illusion of permanence. The hard-drive, the intermediary friend that holds and stores our "data" - it may be for work, business or personal, but it always does its job. It will record, host, store and archive..
but, memories aren't static...what becomes of them over time?
These two frozen outdated hard-drive sculptures are here to remind us of the metaphors that illustrate our lives. Our brains and mind(s) record and store the experiences, situations and occurrences that we call reality, much like a hard-drive, however, does the hard drive feel the sentiments and emotions that we assign to those commands and interactions? This sculpture series was cast with colorized with water, made frozen, released from the mold and then quickly photographed as it began to melt.. It is no longer a physical tangible “thing”, it has melted. It only lives on as memories of data, or technical memory.
I wanted to use and apply temperature as a medium to facilitate and face its utilitarian demise. The beauty of technology though, we can transfer the data from the old device, update it and continue its legacy. We can even change how we feel about what "we" store if we choose to, or we can become cold and numb as it simply melts away..
