Opening reception, November 2nd, 5-7 pm.The Anchorage
Unread books, piles of untouched collections and dust-covered treasures fill the large rooms. A house, once a loving home, feels like an abandoned antique shop. A hobby of collecting, at some point, becomes compulsion.
The Anchorage is an investigation of loss, the fear of being forgotten and the inability to let go. The house and years of accumulated clutter has become a relic of my grandparents’ lives. Their abundant possessions comment on the compulsiveness of holding on to the past. My photographs function as my own method of collecting their story.
Sarah Jones
