"BROKEN STRINGS OF PEARLS" - NOELIA TOWERS: Paris
At the beginning of this year, I was gifted my grandmother’s engagement ring by my mother. I am not one to wear much jewelry because I have (unintentionally) lost or misplaced most of it throughout my life. When I was 18, my mother handed me all the gold rings and necklaces I had been gifted throughout my childhood, from my baptism to my first communion. Shortly after, I found myself in a dire financial situation where I had to sell the lot of it so I could be able to afford rent for that month. I was given around 300 Euros in exchange for the gold. I wasn’t mad about it since I had no sentimental attachment to it after all and I had never cared for these types of material goods.
This time however, with my grandmother’s engagement ring, something felt different.
I now hold something that once belonged to the woman that came before me, the woman that raised my mother and later in life, me. A family heirloom now in my possession. As my mom opened an oId, feeble box full of small keepsakes of not much significant monetary
worth yet so personal and full of emotional value, I couldn’t help but think of the rich histories embedded in these objects passed down through generations, their legacy, each one of them a witness to their lives. These artifacts, once cherished for their beauty, now emerge as evocative symbols of a collective past. Rings that have sealed promises, pearl earrings and necklaces that have adorned forebears.
Within this display of elegance, an undertone of melancholy and foreboding pervades, intertwining these precious objects with a sense of impending tragedy, reflecting a deep-seated anxiety about the fragility of legacy and the relentless passage of time.
Delving into a landscape of emotions where the fear of an uncertain future convolutes with a deep sense of loss and grief informed by past events, the tragedies of our predecessors connect to our own lived experiences. Each piece embodies the overwhelming sensation of
waiting for disaster and misfortune to strike, capturing moments of tension that reside within us as we navigate the uncertainty of what lies ahead and puts to question what events took place before the moments being portrayed. An exploration of the intricate dance between
anticipation and incertitude, beauty and dread, a testament to the passage of time, a reflection on womanhood and its rites of passage, merging themes of personal despair, tension, and the poignant weight of the unknown. From the carelessness and imprudence of our youth, through the ecstasy and recklessness of young adulthood, to facing the end of life and its cycles, coming to terms with our own mortality, while the use of jewels, most often associated with wealth, class and status, play a significant role in contextualizing the works.
When our bodies cease to exist, these material objects don’t seem to lose their worth, they live on without us. The artworks are intentionally ambiguous, inviting viewers to engage with the narratives and create their own stories. Their familiarity is balanced by an aura of mystery, leaving room for endless interpretations and possibilities. The images are not just reflections of individual experiences but they resonate with universal themes, reflecting on the timeless connections that bind us to those who came before us and those who will follow. By using sourced images to create these pieces, they are taken out of their initial context and by addition or subtraction of elements, the former referenced image is no longer the same, and the works take on a complete new form and meaning.
-- Noelia Towers
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Noelia Towers, A Clock Without Hands, 2024
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Noelia Towers, Bedazzled, 2024
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Noelia Towers, Bewildered, 2024
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Noelia Towers, Blood Red Wine, 2024
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Noelia Towers, Broken String Of Pearls, 2024
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Noelia Towers, Imprudent Girl, 2024
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Noelia Towers, Ruby Ring, 2024
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Noelia Towers, Tear Shaped Pearls, 2024
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Noelia Towers, Tightrope, 2024
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Noelia Towers, Veiled, 2024