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Active project

Questioning how and why we choose to remember and commemorate, in this intervention, I place commemoration plaques in a few score places around the world.

What is worth remembering? Who is worth remembering? Why? Who decides? And if we deem something, or someone, worth remembering, how do we choose to remind ourselves, and why do we sometimes choose to remind others as well?

Also, who is allowed to decide on what form commemoration takes? Is it not enough to remember through thought, or sounds or smells, concepts that have no form? Why does commemoration need to be publicly acknowledged or have a public presence?

At the same time, the plaques identify locations that exist in my loving memory, representing a publicly identifiable collection of places that, for one reason or another, live on in my memory.