New Generation Gallery

Mary Furlong

Bachelor of Arts (Honours) in Photography, Technological University Dublin

New Generation Gallery


Not the location of my first kiss, is about memories, sometimes misremembering and mixing things up. I concentrated on memories from the years before my first misremembered kiss. As the project is centred around childhood memories I wanted it to have a playful element. COVID-19 restrictions dictated the type of project I could attempt. The still life images were made at home in the spare bedroom with equipment borrowed from college. As I currently live in the same town I spent most of my childhood in, I had some form of access to locations. To date my portraiture has been very straight, I wanted these portraits to have a performative element, my Mum stood in for everyone. Everything starts with a memory, from that a photograph is made and a piece of text written.

More info about Mary Furlong at www.missmaryfurlong.com

I am trying to remember what colour the roses in our front garden were, sometimes I think they were yellow, but then I’m not certain, they could have been red, or pink, maybe white, not orange.
I was in Green’s dining room and I don’t know what happened, if I laughed, or coughed, or sneezed, but a big snot came flying out of my nose and I had no hankie, I was mortified I can’t remember what I did with it in the end!
I was six or seven when I found out about Santy, someone in the school yard must have told me, I asked my parents if it was true, my Mum was on the ladder going up into the attic and my Dad was on the landing. I got a Nookie Bear for Christmas that year.
When I was young I wanted to be an astronaut, or maybe a vet, or a Charlie’s Angel.
I remember my Granny making these fancy firelighters, but it was always my Mum that made them not my Granny at all.
I had a recurring nightmare about crossing this bridge, it didn’t always look like this, sometimes it had no sides, sometimes it was very skinny, sometimes it was made of old stones. I was always on the way to school and I always woke up before I made it across to the other side.
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