The photographs in this box resemble fragments of a film no one has ever seen. Next to each frame are brief phrases that sound less like explanations and more like whispers of memory. This archive exists only in echoes, suspended between the imagined and the forgotten. Each fragment feels more like a question than an answer. And the longer you look at these images, the harder it is to tell whether they belong to the author or already to you. Some of these photographs you can already see now.

March - Nonember 2025