Material Memory examines the living spaces of widowed women, several generations older than myself. This project began with a very personal connection when I decided to go into the home of childhood neighbor. Her home was a place where I, along with many of the neighborhood children, often spent time. It was a place from which, over the years, I had become estranged.
I was drawn to this place of memories, which once full of life, now seemed so empty. As I began photographing, I realized a great deal of nostalgia existed in the space, separate from my own recollections. Her home, and those of the other women, retain a lifetime’s worth of memories in material form.
The collection of physical objects and décor, some with sentimental value, others that may have simply stayed throughout time, brings up an interesting discussion. Which items are left out for comfort, practicality, or emotional significance, and why? What will our own homes look like once we have reached that stage of our lives? Which of our belongings will survive with us throughout the years, and what importance do they hold?