The cycles of life and death unravel within as well as outwith us. We are all born, grow up, get old and eventually die. Anything that takes form is bound to these changes. However there is no real ending or beginning – there is only the continual process of transformation. Thus this project too is a transformation of materials – from hard and withered plants in Autumn, to dormant and absent plants in Winter, to the rebirth of soft and colourful plants in Spring. The current project is one part of an ongoing series exploring our connection with seasons. We are part of these reciprocal processes and manifest them by our very existence. Through these installations I try to understand our place within the cycles of life by creating spaces for contemplation of this phenomena. After the passing away of a dear person, I tried to make sense of it, as most of us do. I noticed that the cycles of life- the coming to being and passing away- is all around us. Although I didn’t have many things left from my dad after he died, I realised that I now have the whole of the nature that he has become a part of. This series is as much about the very personal experience as it is about the general unfolding of life and our strong bond with the environmental processes.
Spring comes after the stillness of winter disrupting the silence and darkness. The force of life radiates through in a violent birth of new forms. The sprout must break the seed from the old plant and cast it away, the same plant that gave it its life. However, prior states will never be forgotten, they will be alive in every cell of the seed’s life until it will cradle a new seed itself. The pieces are responsive to their environment: water from the tap is keeping the plants alive and a breeze from the windows animates the bells.