Kristen LaSalvia

I will forget… is a study of what the term “inheritance” means in relation to family. This idea may elicit thoughts of reading a loved one’s will and discovering what they felt should belong to you once their body could no longer maintain ownership over their possessions. Be it their finest china set, a collection of outdated ties, or their life savings. Inheritance exists far beyond the realm of post-mortem. It is the moment you are conceived. It is your mother’s eyes, but your dad’s lips. It is a story told every Christmas. Inheritance is the way you learn how to laugh from one parent, but cry from another. But it is also the desire to be remembered, a desperate attempt to evade the inevitable. It is our body’s way of ensuring we last beyond the confines of our limited lives.

Generation to generation.

The remnants of stellar alchemy, stirring into life, then consciousness.

Crawling from the oceans. Taking to the skies.

And from there, back to the stars that birthed them.

A perfect circle.

Within my family runs Alzheimer's, a devastating disease. I had to watch my mother nurture her own mother as she rapidly returned to a state of childlike helplessness, emptied of the memories that once mattered most to her. I’m forced to wonder if I’ll have to do the same for my mother, or who will be there to aid me if my genetics decide my fate. This anthology of images is a piecing together of what I have acquired and what I will ultimately leave behind. What I possess now will become remnants of my memory and that of the ones I love, but in the end I will forget. 

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