I meet people. They tell me their stories. Mostly elders who no longer care if and how their stories will be judged. It seems more important to talk about happenings that for too long were shushed away, met with disbelieve or indifference or tabooed.
Being “White” is a social construct. How does this happen? What are the consequences of living such a construct. The demands of loyalty for “we”? And the price for our collective memory?
I think it needs courage and the willingness to listen without fearing the loss of ones identity to overcome superficial encounters and stop those numbing efforts of indifference.
Wetrocities is about collective memory and love. About daring. Maybe. Maybe about daring. It's about love and dare. They meet in the halls of collective memory.
People tell me stories. This is the fictionalized collection of what I've heard.
Publication Date: 2018
Artwork type: Editioned book
Medium: paint, ink
Dimensions: W 16' x H 23' x D 0.79' (W 40.0 cm x H 60.0 cm x D 2.0 cm)
Edition Size: 11
Library of Congress, The College of Saint Benedict and Saint John’s University
New York Art Book Fair 2018 (NYABF 18)