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My archive is an inventory of my belongings. The inventory exists as a database, numbered, individual records of objects that I consider myself responsible. Each object inventoried is described with metadata. These annotations are a selective analysis of, and appended resource to, the objects. These objects do not reside physically in one location and they are distributed according to a multiplicity of variables, though fundamentally, I require they maintain portability. Of course, in actuality they do, and are, across, beyond, and through portable (transportable) but I have difficulty to reconcile this, and so, their classification method is a mnemonic. These objects are not yet designed and manufactured to incorporate their odysseys; to tell of their various physical ingredients harvested and transformed, the many hands that shape and carry them, the trajectories they have and will undergo. Until now they do not come into my possession with any bona fide memoir to tell. Seemingly distant and anonymous, intricate and estranged, our 'belong-ings' become ours to mythologize, though a reductionist projection is dangerously simplistic, and bound to summon longing. | My archive is an inventory of my belongings. The inventory exists as a database, numbered, individual records of objects that I consider myself responsible. Each object inventoried is described with metadata. These annotations are a selective analysis of, and appended resource to, the objects. These objects do not reside physically in one location and they are distributed according to a multiplicity of variables, though fundamentally, I require they maintain portability. Of course, in actuality they do, and are, across, beyond, and through portable (transportable) but I have difficulty to reconcile this, and so, their classification method is a mnemonic. These objects are not yet designed and manufactured to incorporate their odysseys; to tell of their various physical ingredients harvested and transformed, the many hands that shape and carry them, the trajectories they have and will undergo. Until now they do not come into my possession with any bona fide memoir to tell. Seemingly distant and anonymous, intricate and estranged, our 'belong-ings' become ours to mythologize, though a reductionist projection is dangerously simplistic, and bound to summon longing. | ||
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Diese Bilder wirkten auf mich wie eine Erinnerung an eine Zeit, in der ich noch nicht war. | Diese Bilder wirkten auf mich wie eine Erinnerung an eine Zeit, in der ich noch nicht war. | ||
Die direkten Erinnerungen sind verschwunden, doch durch die Fotografie entstand eine Art familiäres Gedächtnis. | Die direkten Erinnerungen sind verschwunden, doch durch die Fotografie entstand eine Art familiäres Gedächtnis. | ||
Im alten Rahmen, der einst das Hochzeitsfoto meiner Urgroßeltern beherbergte, lasse ich die Fotorückseiten ein Stück Lebensgeschichte erzählen, die bei bloßer Betrachtung der Bildinhalte nicht erkennbar | |||
Im alten Rahmen, der einst das Hochzeitsfoto meiner Urgroßeltern beherbergte, lasse ich die Fotorückseiten ein Stück Lebensgeschichte erzählen, die bei bloßer Betrachtung der Bildinhalte nicht erkennbar wäre. | |||
Die Beschriftung von Fotos, die als Zeitdokumente dienen können, ist hilfreich. | Die Beschriftung von Fotos, die als Zeitdokumente dienen können, ist hilfreich. | ||