Life is fragile; it can end at any moment. There are 53 illuminated porcelain cast light bulbs suspended from the ceiling, each one stands for a year of my fathers life. I was seventeen when he passed away, after a year and nine months battle with Small Cell Cancer. Four different size light bulbs represent a particular significance in his life. Nine are the largest and they are for the month that he passed away. Thirteen are for the date in September that he took his last breath. The medium light bulbs show the nineteen years that my parents were married for. Twelve years of service on the Johnston Volunteer Fire Department can be seen in the smallest size. Much has changed, through the video I wanted to show how I felt about the transition and how it is no longer the same. There are fourteen images with narration, one for each year since his passing. The projected images are of places and objects that had once held value to my father. Now they sit buried, neglected or rotted away.
