The Map of Time
Made in February 2019
As time cannot be separated from one's life, architecture cannot be separated from the space in which they were born.
My grandmother has got Alzheimer's disease for many years. As time passed, she has gradually returned to the state of a baby. Although her memory tends to be blank, time has left a mark on her skin.
Walls of old architectures always are the witnesses of lives and deaths of people on this land over many years. People might forget these things, but their living traces will be left. Both grandmother's wrinkles and these textures become poets, telling the story of time and guiding people to find what had past.
After magnifying the image several times and printing it out as a 'Poor image', grandmother's wrinkles became an abstract pix.
Click the pictures to magnify.
I know I cannot fight with the development and change in my hometown as I can do nothing to keep my grandmother's memory.
These images will be lead me to a conversation with time.