The final part in the series “Patriotic Memories”.
What we find here are pictures of my hometown wrapped in a protective bubble film. They are wrapped this way in order to show that memory can be precious but also fragile, close but far, present but distant, yet absent. The protective film containing the photos represents a dear possession that can escape its owner with time and space, even though it is rooted deep inside him. Details in each picture are slightly blurred by the protective bubbles ; this means that no matter how hard we tend to keep this memory faithful and visible, it can fade or even vanish, out of any control as shown in the last picture which is turned to its backside, presenting a white blank surface ; an allusion to a memory we always hold, but sometimes fail to see its face again.