Unknown Ancestors and Me

Up until ten years ago, I knew almost nothing about my ancestors on one side of my family. I knew they came here with nothing from Russia, now Ukraine, a hundred years ago. I knew that there were pogroms and that I was a grandchild of one who escaped. But before that, it was completely dark. So I started painting an imagined past. I debuted a body of work called “I Notice People Disappear”. I wrote, collaged, gleaned, and listened into what has become my personal and strange spiritual...