The need to remember....

Why do we have this need to remember? Are we afraid of forgetting the past, what we saw, what we heard, what we felt, what we tasted.  Senses play this large role in remembering,  preserving it. But what happens when the taste leaves your mouth, when touch can't be felt, when a voice can't be heard, when a vision can not be seen. It is human nature to try to save it for ourselves. I've been thinking a lot about senses, our sense of touch and feel. I made these forms out of wax, hoping to investigate further forms that would allow me to capture the touch of the hand. The gripping of hands to me is the most personal level, very different from shaking hands, or holding hands during prayer. Some may disagree but the gripping of hands in my world is more sacred than a kiss. Only for close family and relationships in your life. I can remember my great grandmother even at 102 grabbing my hand the minute I got there, her skin soft felt like it had been transformed back into its original state like a babies butt.  I'm interested in experimenting with wax due to it's ability to take form in your creases, to take shape in your touch. It has these transparent quality that can be used in many ways. Layering an image or showing what it contains. It can capture warmth like a living hand. It has this amazing ability to preserve when cooled and melt away when heated. Not sure where I'm going next I want to compare it to water see where that goes.....