"Eidolon" from ancient Greek means an idealized presentation of a being.
"A-Ngoh" is the nickname that my mother’s siblings called her.

Toward the end of my mother’s life, she laid unresponsive in the hospital bed in our dining room. My son called for me, “Mommy!” and suddenly she grunted, “Unh!”, answering like the countless times when I was the child. Was she at that moment back in Brooklyn again, that single immigrant mom with an only child in that run-down one-bedroom apartment?
Eidolon of A-Ngoh is part installation; part costume. Its mass is a body composed of my mother’s clothes, and its head features faces of the phases of her life, constructed with my mother’s ashes. Embodying what remains of my mother, the Eidolon presents the many identities present in the liminal space between life and death as we withdraw from the physical–where we are neither here nor there.
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