IN THE GALLERY!
I’m not me, she’s over there.
Closing Reception & Conversation with Debora Miller
Friday, February 22, 7-9 pm
Dessert and hot cocoa!
I’m Not Me, She’s Over There
There is that saying, “You come into the world alone, you go out alone.” That has never pertained to me. An identical twin, I have always had another. We used to imagine the sofa and TV our mom must have swallowed so we could relax while in the womb. Outside the womb, life takes its directions. My twin and I do not live in the same city anymore, but twins we remain.
This physical distance translates to a missing that cannot really be defined. Influenced by Diane Arbus’s Identical Twins, Roselle, New Jersey, 1967 and Bernd and Hilla Becher’s use of fixed position on varied subjects or locations, addressing the ideas of longing, memory, divergence, and duality. Preserved in glass jars, we gaze out; alike and different.
Taking the images in front of significant places from our shared past was a collaborative process. The title derives from a statement I made once when greeted by a mutual friend. For whatever reason, assuming he meant to be greeting my twin and said, “I’m not me, she’s over there.” It was a stunning moment that uniquely revealed the layers of convoluted identity inherent in twinship.
