Broken Bracelet, 2021 – Part of the ‘Remnants’ series
When I started wearing these bracelets, they were at least 15-20 of them. Over the years, I have seem to lost count of how they reduced in number. I have had them for at least 20 years with a brief period where I didn’t wear them for a while. Now, they never leave my wrist until they break.
The bracelets are made of hard wearing rubber and now as they age on my arm, they are slowly telling me that is it time to let go of them. One by one, as the cracks pinch my skin, I know it is only a matter of time before they are all gone. I am not even sure if I can or want to replace them. For now, I will keep documenting the breakages.
And I suppose, this is why I love photography.
It imprints. It makes permanent. It immortalises.
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