Memory. Memory of what? Memory for whom? Memory for what? The series Tempus fugit velut umbra is a reflection upon my own memory. I have confronted with my eyes the things that surround me – objects, places within the home and the like. In that respect, these images reflect myself, and yet I remain invisible. All I see is a reflection of myself looking at some steps with a magnifying glass. I have tried to discover how these objects retain the memory of something.
The series is an interrogation of memory – as the photographs were taken, it became clear that memory seeks oblivion. I therefore tried to photograph objects in a way which would give a sense of time passing. The picture of the contents of an ashtray refers to so many cigarettes that I cannot remember having smoked any of them! When I photographed the lamp I couldn’t remember what it had thrown light upon! I don’t remember having eaten these eggs!
Each image, whilst giving one something to look at, also says that photography is an unperfected memory. Each image shows something which has been forgotten.