(English) Memory Of The Last Time

(English) Memory makes people ill.

The “last time” is always complicated.
Something of it always remains…

Its form changes; into a lump in the throat, into anger, into…
And sometimes it emerges in solitude.

And how much of our lives we have spent in loneliness.

Objects are the mothers of remembrance.

And within our memories, we live through erosion in an everyday way.