Paul Yonchek
Artist Statement
All transitions are bookended by birth and death. Two of my images consider the ends with one speaking to an insidious transition we all most certainly have been touched by…dementia. LeeAnne, Arlo, her face, my heart. Coincidental with the arrival of my son, our old dog Klaus in protracted chronic pain was euthanized. She got to experience one last walk under migrating pods of pelicans. The brush tangle insinuates the plaques and tangles that is the demented mind. The dissolution of some vital, seemingly immutable aspects of my father’s personality by the mechanism of senility proposes that familiarity is fallacy.
