This body of work reflects on my memories associated with my family, culture, heritage, language, and fluidity of time that gradually pulls these memories away. Being an immigrant helps me understand my past and how to embrace it. It helps me realize that I don’t need to define myself as one thing; I can be all three things at once - Latvian, Russian and American.
At the same time, immigration comes with a great cost of separation from my homeland and family. The more I adapt to a new home in America, the more I gradually lose all ties with my past. The only way to become “whole” again is by revisiting memories from the past.