Jakob Lindhagen
They Were Never Really There
“… our memories play such a huge part of our identities, yet they are extremely unreliable…”
“… our memories play such a huge part of our identities, yet they are extremely unreliable…”
“… a tentative descent into introspection, tunnelling into a subterranean wilderness…”
“… since I am dealing with prime numbers there are really no repeats [..] the music unfolds and shifts according to its own internal logic…”
“… memories are elastic forms… [their] essence can shift when you look at it again…”
“… a fragmentation of reality through jittery and elastic elements, which seem to come in like waves, to unsettle and to heal…”
… a radiant, soft-focused work of wide-eyed romanticism and childlike innocence…
“… capturing the emotional experience of a childhood imagination…”
“… receding into a melancholic progression of exquisite harmonies…”