On a recent visit to Montreal I felt compelled to visit the site that hosted the World Fair – EXPO ’67.
I had vague memories of visiting Expo 67 as a child with my parents. Images of particular pavilions, the monorail and the crowds were ghosting in my mind and became stronger as I walked the site, an archeologist trying to piece together the past, an astronaut visiting a planet that was only known from afar. I started to wonder whether my memories were completely my own, were they stories told to me by family or were they mostly derived from the flickering images of television.
I was unable to confirm my memories, and as my parents having passed away some time ago, I did not find any evidence the likes of photos, brochures or souvenirs. Being the youngest child often means having the poorest record of one’s life. Doubting my memories, it was then that I decided that perhaps it didn’t matter that the memories were based on actual personal events – it was the emotional response to “place” that was important.
This series explores my relationship to the event. Using archival material, my own photographic records, text, found objects I have recreated the hallucinogenic images form my mind. Places, buildings and artifacts are re-contextualized in ways that say more about the time and place than what we would call reality.
Terre des Hommes above all else is a record about perspective, one that requires you to look at the familiar from a different angle, and in doing so do the most impressive illuminations take place