What if you could walk into a memory?

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Photographs are basically two dimensional carcasses of light and time. As a concept, it’s only a popsicle of frozen time and light, that is entwined and convoluted in itself in patterns, to create apparitions of non-binary bright and dark pixels that is spread out on a glossy piece of rectangular, ironed, dead tree bark. Each time you press the shutter, you trap a moment in time as it is happening, in a plastic box lined with mirrors. Along with it, you trap the dancing light, the suspended dust.
But there’s something else you capture in a photograph not visible to the naked eye immediately, but creates a barrage of tingling motion performance in your brain, each time you look at your old photographs with reminiscent eyes. And that is, memory.
Different photographs light up different parts of your brain like a carnival of fireworks. Think about it. Each time you look at a picture a certain smell rushes through your nose, or you suddenly remember a joke, an anecdote or a song starts playing plucked from distant pockets of your memory book, you can clearly hear voices of people, you thought you had forgotten years ago and you see yourself laughing. And you are right there, living that moment again like a movie scene playing on loop.

If photographs are so powerful and so personal, what if we introduce a third dimension to how we consume photographs as a concept. What if we introduce space, as the third. What if you could step into a photograph like a memory palace of neatly arranged and sorted time machines with a timestamp. You could pick any memory you want to, from a library of sorted photographs and watch yourself re-live that very moment in real time, like a spectator sport.
What if you could walk into a memory?

Untill Next time
Sai Sriya.

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