I’m enjoying digging into process work for my latest personal piece, Singularity.
It’s a strange feeling to watch someone whose life was entangled with yours remove you from the digital record of their existence.
I tried to imagine going through every online account to grapple with the images of my marriage and then remove them. I struggled to understand the urgency.
Gradually, as little bits of our relationship revealed themselves to me over the next couple of years by popping up when I least expected them, I realized that a cleaner break isn’t exactly the worst thing.
The suddenness of her departure felt supernatural though. Like everything I had learned about the world vanished in an instant and I was never going to escape her event horizon, even if I couldn’t ever see her again.
I’ll be filling her silhouette with Vantablack in an attempt to physicalize what I felt in those early days. I hope that its otherworldly darkness communicates what tremendous loss I felt and still feel today.
