"What is to be done with the sticky, murky foams and skin-thin films that coat the collections of words, pictures, sounds, and smells that we harbor in our chests, in our spines, behind our eyes, on the palms of our hands? We are left with traces to follow, and we leave our own residue in pursuit, leaving mixed muds of ourselves and others behind for the next to slosh lovingly in. Considering the molding, breathing nature of our memory in direct correlation with the human life cycle, Ashe Elaine fabricates knowingly “failed” representations of our glossed over, fragmented, fixated recollections. Creating documents and artifacts that reflect the extremely mortal nature of memory* through an interdisciplinarily informed installation practice, the work is an endless attempt to grapple with human mortality, family lineage, and the pseudo immortality that memory, in its many forms, provides us when we part from the Earth mortally."