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A fragmented glance writing a memory.
We construct what we call our reality through fragments of our past (situations we have lived) or of our future (what we want to live). So, what remains of the present, and of reality? Fragments... Isolated elements that try to make sense. |
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A-492
MAR... Joanna Empain Experimental, Quebec, 1998, 1min, colour |
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