Unfixed Memories
This new body of work explores memory, perception, and the sacred symbolism of butterflies—messengers, carriers of souls, and emblems of metamorphosis.
The paintings are rooted in memories of my mother, her deep affection for butterflies, and the wonder they awakened in her. Butterflies also draw me in: their fragile wings, fleeting lives, and the way they embody transformation and interconnectedness. They remind me of how perception is always partial, how every gesture ripples outward, and how our senses reveal and conceal the nature of reality.
In revisiting these memories, I’ve discovered that recollection is never complete—what seems fixed dissolves on closer inspection. These works are not reconstructions but inventions: fragments of moments, partial images, and combinations of memory that never existed as a whole. They point to the mystery of why certain memories endure, how they haunt us, and what they might be trying to teach.
This new body of work explores memory, perception, and the sacred symbolism of butterflies—messengers, carriers of souls, and emblems of metamorphosis.
The paintings are rooted in memories of my mother, her deep affection for butterflies, and the wonder they awakened in her. Butterflies also draw me in: their fragile wings, fleeting lives, and the way they embody transformation and interconnectedness. They remind me of how perception is always partial, how every gesture ripples outward, and how our senses reveal and conceal the nature of reality.
In revisiting these memories, I’ve discovered that recollection is never complete—what seems fixed dissolves on closer inspection. These works are not reconstructions but inventions: fragments of moments, partial images, and combinations of memory that never existed as a whole. They point to the mystery of why certain memories endure, how they haunt us, and what they might be trying to teach.











