When a person dies, their most beloved objects are commonly given on to close friends and family members. It could be a simple clock passed on from a grandmother in a living room that fulfills a certain role within a family, either because of the stories they carry or the memories we want to keep. The unspoken rules and boundaries that these material objects carry led me on a search within my own family.
Our memories and the way we see our parents are fundamental to how we grow up and perceive the world while becoming adults. The things we remember most are the things that have the biggest influence on our social skills and developing of our character. But what if we could change our memories? To erase our darkest moments, the moments we wished never happen, would that change the way we perceive the world around us?
What remains of a memory when the fundamental element to that memory is left out or replaced with something else?