If the past was as open to possibility as the future, the present could still be exactly what it is…
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If the past was as open to possibility as the future, the present could still be exactly what it is…
Memories of fictional pasts, rewritten, overwritten, unrecognisably transformed but cherished as though they were possessions and facts…
The aesthetics of memory, of self…
Like moths to some narcotic flame…
I remember a print hung on a wall in my father’s house when I was a child. I puzzled and fretted and stared and wondered about this image and it’s impossible, unsettling reality. The print was of M.C. Escher’s 1953 lithograph “Relativity” and I was probably only 9 or 10 years old at the time. […]