Remember

I imagine nostalgia as a picnic on an autumn meadow. A meal whose only participant is the subject who remembers. A moment where tastes and smells, like Proust’s madeleine, have the power to activate past memories.

This video arises from the intention and need to bring to light the process through which memories return to mind, allowing us to visualize the fractures we perceive when remembering. Memories, which are never linear or singular, are transformed and re-transformed by our daily experiences, returning to us in the form of fragments that overlap and tangle. A limbo where reality and fiction intertwine, where past and present annihilate each other, and where toy fish swim inside a pitcher of water, forcefully bringing us back to a forgotten childhood.

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Remember

I imagine nostalgia as a picnic on an autumn meadow. A meal whose only participant is the subject who remembers. A moment where tastes and smells, like Proust’s madeleine, have the power to activate past memories.

This video arises from the intention and need to bring to light the process through which memories return to mind, allowing us to visualize the fractures we perceive when remembering. Memories, which are never linear or singular, are transformed and re-transformed by our daily experiences, returning to us in the form of fragments that overlap and tangle. A limbo where reality and fiction intertwine, where past and present annihilate each other, and where toy fish swim inside a pitcher of water, forcefully bringing us back to a forgotten childhood.

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