Sprinkles

Memories are often fuzzier than we might hope. You may not remember the art work that was on the wall in your parents kitchen but you can remember that it was blue. The tablecloth was definitely brown… or was it white? But you can remember the important things.

The cake your mother made you was bright pink with rainbow sprinkles, and it tasted like strawberries. This piece attempts to invoke the feeling of vivid details of faded memories.