30 x 30 x 3cm
 
Timber, artist pigment, photography and photographic slides
 
Some fragments I recognise. Others remain uncertain.
They come from childhood photographs — partial, bordered, and distant. I know I was there, but the image never arrives.
 
Each frame holds a moment, as if set aside for later. But later never came.
 
With Aphantasia, memory leaves no picture. Only facts, traces, and the feeling that something mattered.
 
Framed for preservation — not to recall, but to hold space for what can no longer be seen.