This three piece series aims to linger on the moment before something "final" is
about to happen, the milk is about to be spilled, the glass is about to break.
It forces us to stop and absorb the effect and tension of that impending change,
making us wonder what will follow and is there any reality once the inevitable
happens.

Three States of Milk

In our quest to understand and emotionally survive the incomprehensible reality of the world, we utilize all that is available to us, and project memories, sensations and feelings on inanimate objects. These objects become living monuments to our attempt at coping with the recognition of our temporary existence and the inevitability of loss and death. The past exists outside the realm and beyond the reach of our perception, but some material objects may become the continuation that we crave. This work aims to preserve the present and relive the past while dealing with the deep emotions that are connected to grief and loss. Ultimately, it seeks to breathe life into the lifeless objects, ensuring our eternity.

Mnḗmē

“No, life is music; each moment is melody or a full, soulful tone. . . . The tones of music also pass, but each tone has meaning as a tone; in the presence of this innermost meaning and soul of the tone, transience vanishes into insignificance.” Ludwig Feuerbach

How can we grasp the transformation between life and death? There was once a living, breathing person, and now they are no longer. Where did they go? What is this change? It can be expressed in different ways, but how can we fully comprehend it?

The object we see should fall rapidly and shutter, but instead it falls ever so slowly, blurred, transforming into another object that then also falls ever so slowly, blurred…The repetition of the object dropping, not breaking, on its journey to transform into something else, reveals the ephemeral essence of the transition between life and what comes next.

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Maayan Sophia Weisstub