I find memory fascinating, the fact that you can have a vivid memory and remember every single detail, yet it still feels like a dream. That’s what memory is like for me. I’ve always thought, looking back at distant and near memories, that they don’t feel real and they seem like a figment to my imagination.
My parents always said to me, to not live in the past, but in the future – because I would always re-imagine past events and create new memories. It’s the same with the idea of nostalgia. The attraction I feel to both of them is the fact that I like to re-imagine them and re-interpret them.
I recently traveled to India where certain memories of my past where confronted with the progression of myself in the now and in the future.
To me, photography disrupts, makes conscious and redraws invisibles lines. In doing so, it reminds me that though my life moves forward and leaves behind past memories, it is I who creates sense through those memories.
It is I who creates a new memory through the uncertain states and vulnerabilities of life.