in 2006 when art school was a whole new thing, I did an exhibit with a friend. It started out with photos he took in the Notre Dame de Neiges cemetary in Montréal. I played around with them, embellishing them. We talked of the fragility of life and the way we attempt to immortalize ourselves in death. Eventually, we filled up a room with our works, some ideas better developed than others. Looking back on a handful of the work now, maybe what we were doing was an attempt to re-integrate death into the flux of the living, to redeem it from the ultimatum of forever, and renew it with the life our hands could still lay claim to.
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