Our lives are temporary and forgotten. Just as the snow comes with each winter, and then disappears with the coming of spring, we also come and go with the passing of time. For my project, I focused on the temporal nature of snow and how the impressions made in it wash away under the warmth of the sun. These images point to the frailty and meaninglessness of our lives. The impacts we make here on earth, whether big or small will fade away with the coming of new generations. Ecclesiastes 1:2-4 says, "One generation passeth away, and another generation cometh, but the earth abideth forever." We arrive on this earth, make our mark, and eventually fade back into the ground.
As humans, I believe we are both temporal and eternal. Our physical vessels that we inhabit on earth will fade away. But we were created for a Glory that is much greater than earth, and an existence that will never fade. This concept is so hard to grasp that I feel we often neglect to stop and dwell on the gravity of eternal life. Eternity will come, and time will be arbitrary. We are constrained by time on earth, but soon their will be no need for the measure of time.
I hope that my images serve as meditations on our temporal nature. They highlight the fact that snow is easily washed away and forgotten. Most of my images either include impressions in the snow or the melting away of those impressions. I believe the most powerful image is the last. The impressions are fading into the ground, and the robin in the foreground signifies the coming of spring. My goal is that people would see these images and be reminded of the small impact we have now, and that they would look towards eternity with hope.
The major inspiration behind my images is the work of Felix Gonzalez-Torres. He deals with the impressions left behind by people in their everyday life. Specifically, his image of an empty bed with impressions left in the pillows and the sheets. The image speaks to loneliness and death through the stillness and emptiness of the picture. The only sign of human life in the image is the imprints left behind on the pillows.
“Meaningless! Meaningless!” says the Teacher. “Utterly meaningless! Everything is meaningless.”
What do people gain from all their labors at which they toil under the sun? Generations come and generations go, but the earth remains forever. Ecclesiastes 1:2-4


























