Installation with sound
When my mother died a couple of years ago I copied the introduction message from her own answerphone onto a CD before it was lost forever. It is the only recording of her voice I have. My mother and I lived far apart, so contact between us was usually done over the phone. Our (almost daily) phone calls were an intrinsic part of my life and my routine. I still miss them.
For this installation I re-installed her answerphone message and left messages for my mother over a period of time. These messages capture my grief and loss, but also my wonderful and beautiful memories of the great woman that she was. It is an exchange between us, my messages alternating yet also mingling with my mother’s voice, each repeating themselves in false conversation. They are at the same time both comforting but futile – she will not hear my messages, nor return my calls.