While cleaning up the studio, I retrieved a box of Polaroid self-portraits I had taken in the mid 1990’s. They were time exposures and I remember attempting to hold a particular expression for a period of 2 minutes. I decided to take them out of the box and pin them to the wall. Peering into each, I remember with some clarity how I felt. So, more than 30 years later, employing the original Polaroids along with printed enlargements, I completed the piece, I Remember How I Felt. As I remembered a particular emotion associated with a portrait I would sometimes write it on the bottom of the photograph; grief, pain, anger, joy, surprise, etc. I thought it was interesting how one can quite accurately remember emotions when looking at photographs of oneself, yet that reflective insight is not necessarily present when looking at portraits of others.
A 64 page artist book accompanies I Remember How I Felt. A compendium of sorts, the pages of the book reprint the Polaroid self portraits and include text printed on opposing pages. Examples of the text: [Vigilance] I wrote his name on a small piece of paper and put it in the freezer along with the frozen peas, [Doubt] [Guilt] I wondered if I had done the right thing in telling the whole story to the harassment officer, [Bewilderment] I asked him why he didn’t use his own office to change from his biking clothes into his work clothes, [Outrage] Unbeknownst to me he had taken his graduate students on a tour of my studio and they had a critique of my work. [Contempt] Because she rebuked his advances he said we should get rid of her, [Disappointment] The lawyer informed me that ‘bullying’ was not considered ‘harassment’ ….