+ Since I were a young girl I keep a diary, with stories and mementos of things I did such cinema tickets, little notes people give me, lots of scraps. I started keeping a diary, I guess, because I could not remember my childhood years and the thought of it was very unpleasant to me.
++ Recently I realised some things of my past had faded or disappeared completely from my memory. Most of the times even without me noticing. By coincidence I read a page of my diary that tells a story I have absolutely no idea about. If it where not for my own handwriting, I could not even tell it really happened.
+++ From pictures we all know things about our life; even those things we cannot remember such as being in the arms of your grandad when you are just born.
Pictures are to me another form of diary writing, maybe a better diary that can include things we can and things we can't possibly remember.
This work about lost and found memory will be exhibited in a collective exhibition, in february 2015.
For the time being I'm planning to share some work in progress. Dates and venue will be shared soon, as well.