(m)other. 2015. 03:24. digital video with sound
What happens when I do not see myself within the woman I resemble more and more each day? To share a similar body, but not embody. To see myself as “other” within a face so similar to my own. I have begun to ask this question with family photos of my mother and I, tangible evidence from the past that complicate memory. Using contemporary technologies of the MacBook Pro and FaceTime camera to re-present both the photos and myself, I mirror my mother, rupturing generations and roles.