In search of lost time
Moments from the past, places, friends or lovers at whom we left our mark, pieces of our being, make the great part of what shapes our impressions. And the reality in fact is the manifestation of these impressions, of what we can find in our souls, that over the time we accept as the truth.
Maybe repetition of these memories and succession of past and present are what makes the balance between the longing for eternity and losing oneself in idleness. By keeping these moments we try to postpone our own transiency through the sense of oneness with others, and by doing this we make this wholeness immortal.
Photo paper, plexiglass. Camera Nikon D90 and Projector Philips PicoPix.