This, The Way Nothing Stays

An installation that explored themes of love and loss in relation to the landscape of Sackville, New Brunswick, where I spent four years pursuing an undergraduate degree in Fine Arts.

The last three lines of a love poem were spelled out with christmas lights, a nostalgic material with personal significance to me. These words were installed in various locations and photographed.

The lights that formed the text were later disassembled and used to create a structure reminiscent of a radio tower, installed in the entrance of the Owens art Gallery and transmitting a recording of the sound of my heart beat, received by a small radio in the gallery space that displayed photographs of the text installation.

I imagine silence, pressing to fill the space

Silver ringing in my throat, painted pageantry

And an endless Christmas night

It was here that I found you, 

It’s this place I think of now 

A single kiss, a thousand snowfalls

And the way the world strikes against the body

My heart is rampant, revolving

This circling Earth, this constant need for more, 

This, the way nothing stays.