constructs, tuesday

People remember differently than they used to. They don’t remember things the way their parents or grandparents did. In the present people curate the memory of the event as it is happening. The memory of the event is embedded in experience, which means that the future is already happening whilst you are at a concert, in the library, eating a delicious Japanese curry in the tiny and obscure restaurant in North London, in a bookshop in Japan, all the dogs in their lives, or at a disliked friends birthday party. You document. you record. (The future is created as it erupts in the present.) And later, much later perhaps that future will reemerge in a different present, a different moment, sometimes the future will emerge as part of the past, a hypermodern future, a past memory that never came to fruition <…> Leaving traces, images that will outlast you and become meaningless <…> A post is scrolled through (like this one) and all these posts.recordings, images, words that always fail to describe the event, show a fuzzy network of almost curated remembrances, and the actual experience has vanished. Something that we think happened even if the context and the beings associated with it ) are long gone. So I stand here in this cold and mist ridden late-december day and look between the trees at the house I am walking towards. Is there a generational shift every decade or so or is this simply an imaginary societal change written over our unchanged determined genetic structures, predetermined material and the communication of memory, is this a document of that determinism or another? We are constructs who want to imagine things are indeterminate and yet in our hearts we know it isn’t…