‘’a faded landscape’’ is how I described the experience of time and memory sometime in April. Sometime in March I started documenting how I was experiencing the days. These are mostly traces of how I was feeling an what I was doing, often put in a certain order although specific dates and a specified form are absent. Some strands of thought hanging loosely together, but touching each other in certain movements and memories.

I’ve been hiking backwards. Without looking over my shoulder. Using my ears and feet to predict what was coming the next step, keeping my eyes focussed at some point in the distance to keep balance. At some point I was debating with myself whether I was really walking backwards or forwards, or both. ‘’That pretty much sums up how I’ve been feeling most of these days’’.

These are some of the traces that I uploaded.