Two years ago, I found out my mother has Alzheimer’s Disease.
She started forgetting her past. She became more dependent on me for daily needs. She was slipping away. I realised that the remnants of her memories were living on borrowed time.
Photography became the medium to document my mother’s daily routine – or what is left of it. I walked with her to places she once found familiar – the corridors, the void decks, the stairwells – familiar places, slowly forgotten.
In the process of documenting Forgotten Spaces, I used photography to retrace my footsteps as a child. I hope that these images will shed light on our shared relationship, as we journey together into an inevitable future.Back to albums