A rough draft of my relationship with my memory: I have an experience that emblazons upon my mind a new memory. Immediately I recall this memory, already a fallible interpretation of the experience. Having been recalled, the memory affects me at least in some infinitesimally small way. I recall the memory again, except that “I” has changed, and the changed “I” has changed the memory, perhaps in some equally small way. I’ve changed, and have thus changed the memory. The cycle continues ad-infinitum.

That relationship is now changing.

Experience, and the memory of it, is becoming increasingly externalized. The cycle of experience, retention, and reflection is packed and parceled for parts legion. It is rapidly transported into peripheral vessels: The SS Cardioid, The HMS Handycam, Starship Blackberry. It is tagged and it is labeled, indexed and sorted, the exactitude of a straight razor. The automata take care of the bits that our minds need no longer hold so tightly onto. And it’s only in some cases that the execution of the toggle, the push of the button still predicates the externalization of memory into our increasingly shrinking and disappearing apparatuses. As the mind is relieved of the agency of remembering, we’re becoming increasingly unable to forget.

Forked paths fork.

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The following material represents my attempt to manfest some of these ideas in visual form... these are the experiments i've enjoyed the most, and have been happiest with...