memory is a room
memory is a room
Reawaken, redo, reread, remember, rethink… So many words as in a refrain.
Return, repeat, trace, rebirth, re-hear, revive…
The melody of the refrain can be heard in the
repetition of the beginning of each word. Re, re, re.
That prefix re-connotes something that keeps coming back.
As in the word “refrain” itself, in which the prefix re-seems to be hidden.
One always gets lost, only to find oneself again.
We thought of the re because a collection is nothing but a motif, a series of notes, interwoven and repeated, a composition of elements that return and differ, in a continuous syntax.
In a song what returns never returns absolutely the same as the previous expression.
