
Once hearing of my Nan’s diagnoses, photography opened a door for me. With this tool, this art I could capture moments in life and share them with new and old alike. Photographs, to me, are pieces of history. We can put a series together and have a story or simply one photograph can say a thousand things. Photography was my way to cope and to hold on to moments that pass by so quickly, the ones we usually take for granted. It was a way to share moments with those who weren’t around and to remember those who are gone.
Photography is not my only medium of choice. I like finding and using scraps of material, found or given to make collages, mixing them with paint, photos, organic materials, metal or different natural adhesives. I relate this type of juxtaposition to society, and how it is created by different types of people from all over and different places to make a whole picture, a whole society. I like to think of my collage making process as taking different materials with different meanings and making a whole image, concrete or abstract.
The process of making art for me is like walking down an unpaved bumpy, dirt road. Every step is unlike the last; Each step is new but not always good; With every step I get closer to my destination; With every step little pebbles stick to the sole of my shoe and I carry them, they help remind me of where I have been.
By: Mary Terese Vigliotti