What remains of our memories!
Remembrance has a part made up of oblivion and forgetfulness. Since it is important to differentiate recollections from memory, remembrance has an implication of feeling and heart.
We remember a taste, a game, a childhood event, a love, a person from the past who is no longer with us in the present, but who immediately sets in motion our affective part, of which we had a tangible, strong and concrete experience.
The experience of remembering is a very important part of our life, whether it is good or bad memories. It's not a fantastic dimension, nor a dream, but it has the property of being distant in time, so it doesn't have the hard contours of our present, but has a haze and a nuance that only memories with their temporal remoteness can offer us.
In my artistic dimension I experience my memories as essentially abstract emotional flashes, and when I try to understand what remains of these memories I only perceive colors and scents.
