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SELECTIVE MEMORY<\/span><\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n <\/p>\n Who remembers, who is selected, what preservers? I will interact with different spaces, buildings, sites, and institutional spaces along my journey, and tell small humorous and yet sad stories of encounters and histories protected in my brain.<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n My journey starts in Amager, crossing to Christianshavn, V\u00e6rnedamsvej, Frederiksberg, Nationalmuseet, Statens Museum for Kunst, and so on. I will create a route but also allow for derailing along the way.<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n Do you remember when you came\u2026? Do you remember how they looked\u2026? Could you see the deep blue waves in the sky\u2026 twinkling lights right above you? Oh, I knew you when you were old, but sprightly you were. Wandering and taking me in hand, showing me your love. I held you above others\u2026<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n This city was calm, like no other space, I could move\u2026 all alone wandering through its streets, late at night, nothing I could have experienced before. I knew I could judge other spaces by what you taught me, that the night was no longer to be feared.<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n I will wander early in the evening and late into the morning through the streets of Copenhagen, marking my traces with stories, my thoughts with images, and words on buildings as I move.<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n This walk will be a personal and critical journey for me. Buildings hold memories that can no longer be touched – they are held only in the beholder, and then what the pen has deemed to write. I will explore this city with both an insider and outsider point of view, as I have never wholly given over to this landscape. I will imagine other scenes in the present, the past, and how these images can transpire and transpose what we see, feel, and touch. <\/span><\/p>\n [\/vc_column_text][\/vc_column][\/vc_row][vc_row row_type=”row” use_row_as_full_screen_section=”no” type=”full_width” text_align=”left” background_animation=”none” css_animation=””][vc_column][vc_column_text]<\/p>\n <\/p>\n [vc_separator type=’normal’ position=’center’ color=” border_style=” thickness=” up=” down=”]<\/p>\nDOCUMENTATION JUNE 13<\/strong><\/h2>\n