An abandoned MIT Museum art storage facility is reimagined as a repository of intimate knowledge. I conduct personal oral histories, transcribing the voices of two women in my family, then refracting them across architecture, space, media, and history. Memory becomes complicated by the layers of relationships that unfold within a family cottage occupied since 1932.

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In my family, women typically hold the traditional role of keepers of domestic knowledge. This knowledge is emotional and highly specific, as opposed to the generalizable frameworks and scientific truths typical of the institution I represent. Through listening and ethics of care, I challenge easy conclusions and knowable truth. The artifacts on these walls unearth contradictions and ambiguities. Among the saccharine stereotypes of a nuclear family and a northern summer cottage for Chicago suburbanites, I found an unlikely dissenting voice: my Grandmother Carole. Her voice embodies resistance.

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This installation questions the sublime of memory. It uncovers the friction between knowable truth and emotional ambiguity. I reckon with the paradoxes and contradictions of my ancestors. These are narratives that for too long, were easily brushed aside.