記憶の重なり reminds me of myself

Although memories are important for people to live, they are also very uncertain. Memories are invisible, and even family or friends who shared the same time, and events will have different perceptions of the events based on their own subjective views.

My two grandmothers passed away of Alzheimer's dimentia. Although memory is important for people to live, it is very uncertain. Memory is invisible, and even family and friends who shared the same place, time, and event will actually have different perceptions of the event depending on their own subjectivity.

In the book "Matter and Memory" written by French philosopher, Henri Bergson, he introduces the concept of "image" as an intermediate entity between matter and representation. Bergson calls what we call "matter" or "things" in everyday life "image". An "image" is "a reality situated between the "thing" and the "representation". For Bergson, both the idealist position that what you are looking at now exists only in your mind, that it is merely a representation, and the realist position that what you are looking at now does not actually have color or "the resistance that the hand finds there" are actually too extreme, so he compromised by calling something that is more real than a representation and more fantastical than a thing, and lies between the thing and the representation, an "image."

Currently I am living in Taiwan. My piled-up photographs are images of the places where each one was taken, which actually exist somewhere as themselves, and they are also images that exist in my mind as fragments of my memories. People fear that one day they will forget their memories, but they cannot be remembered unless they forget them. My works exist as a form that I have created by chipping away at memories and shaping them in a way that is easy for me to retrieve.