memory

ancestral lines cannot be broken. without them there is no childhood. without them there can be no right dreams. The river flows, it is continually changing, continually moving, yet it is always a river. Now, before, after. As such, so it is the line from you to your ancestors, for outside the physical there is an unbroken thread. IT CANNOT BE SEEN,  YET CAN BE FELT. You may call it a déja-vu, an unconscious sense of familiarity about certain place or circumstance. You may call it a certain yearning for certain foods, for certain experiences, for a certain type of person. you may call it your “NATURE”.

Bill Viola – note – february 19, 1977

I am currently working on a video installation that will be exhibited on 13th of may at a 16mm cafe and gallery in Soho. It is about the memory process through generations and the sensation of being nostalgic about something you never lived, just because your ancestors have lived.

My work started with me going to SARAJEVO where my grandmother was born and lived her childhood, exploring the space with video and sound recordings to be developed into a video installation.

From this research trip I came out with two different videos that helped me to create the final piece.

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