Shortly after my mother died a prolonged death from cancer, I read Miroslav Holub's essay The Dimension of the Present Moment.

To hold someone as they die is to watch a life pass from being a presence constituted of a continuum of present moments, into one that exists in the memory of others.

While thinking about my two current projects - selves-portrait and 999 Seconds - I realised that my work is based on a curiosity about issues involving two subjects - health, and the passage of time.