To remember, you must forget. 

The encounter with a form immediately triggers a bridge to distant times. The form is never bare; it carries within itself the memory of all its previous appearances, as if it were the vessel of countless survivals.

Another image slips into our stream of consciousness. It does not fully belong to us; it arises in spite of ourselves, the fruit of a collective or archaic memory. The form acts as a revealer: it reactivates invisible layers of time, bringing back what we did not even know we had preserved within us.

At that moment, we are no longer truly here. We have left linear time to enter a stratified, superimposed temporality, where past and present coexist within the same vibration.

"We run through cities without noise and the enchanted posters no longer touch us."

A. Breton & P. Soupault

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