Beschreibung:
Years after inheriting an archive of her father Neil Goldstein's photographs following his death, Goldstein returned to these images as a process of mourning. The series of triptychs show photographs from her father’s archive as well as her own images, and not only reconstructs a memory of her father, but also constructs a new family narrative and uses photographs as a means to address loss, grief, memory and authorship.0"I became a photographer because my father was a photographer. When I was a child I used to spend time in his darkroom with him. He let me move the prints from the stop bath to the fixer; he taught me how to count to ten in French that way. When he died in 2001 I inherited all his equipment, cameras, lens caps, lens holders, lens dusters. His massive archives of work, and pictures of the family, parts of his darkroom and millions of cables that I will never know what they are used for. It was as if I had inherited the family business. I had started to take pictures the year before he fell ill. That he died before I had the chance to show him that I too could be a photographer will always bother me. My fear that he would not think I am good enough will never go away. My fear that I am slowly forgetting the way he looked, how he talked and moved is terrifying. I am not sure which fear is worse.0