was moderated by Julia E. Babb
Friday, February 22, 7-9 pm
Dessert and hot cocoa!In Memorium: Debora Ann Miller left her body and pain behind on February, 27, after a very long journey with cancer. She was determined to live her life, not her disease, and created her last work of art at 2:45 am, on February 24. Debora leaves behind a family and many, many people who love her and will always remember her as a remarkable example of how to live a life with grace and creativity. I was lucky to be able to exhibit her artwork three times. It was an unbelievable privilege to work with her.

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.

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