Hannah Cooper McCauley

My life has often felt like one long string of layovers. Because my father is a Baptist minister, my family moved all across the sister states of Mississippi and Alabama from the time I was born and well into college. As a result, I developed a bemusing mixture of loneliness...
My life has often felt like one long string of layovers. Because my father is a Baptist minister, my family moved all across the sister states of Mississippi and Alabama from the time I was born and well into college. As a result, I developed a bemusing mixture of loneliness and imagination. I grew up believing in the fantastic and the probability of miracles. I learned at an early age to accept the things I could not understand, and I feel this has long influenced the method and construction of my imagery. Because the notion of transition has routinely steered my life from childhood onward, I am fascinated by the many forms it takes even now, as I examine my new identity as lover, wife, and possible mother. This ongoing body of work explores the connection I maintain with the temporary. I often feel a combination of frustration and kinship with this facet of my life, and it has invariably instilled a consistent need to both go back through, and move forward into experiences. I make photographs as a way to interpret this desire and investigate my relationship with the ephemeral. Through investigation of family history, mythology, and the notion of memory as interpretation, I aim to demystify my past and fill the void where specific memories were never created, satisfying this curiosity with the opacity of a photograph.
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The House on the Meadow
The Red Sea
The Vision
The Growing Pain
The Drowning Dream
The Harvest
The Forest
The Golden Dream
The Other Mother
The Floating Dream