I remember seeing Giacometti’s Walking Man sculpture when I was young. It reminded me of the stories I heard about the Holocaust. My brother in law’s parents and grandparents were in concentration camps, and I remember when I heard his grandmother tell my father about her experience in the camps. I had images of these long, thin, frail figures who had to crawl into their tiny coffin like spaces to sleep. I always thought back to the Giacometti sculptures. However, when I looked back as an adult at pictures of the sculptures, they weren’t nearly as pained or frail as I had remembered as a child. In this series, I’ve tried to capture images of the figures that I have always pictured in my head. My work up until now has focused on close-up portraits -- trying to capture an emotional life in each person, mostly through their eyes. With this series, I am trying to expose the same emotional life without focusing in on any one feature – but more on each being as a whole.
