As long as I can remember, my mother maintained photo albums, as they are probably found in every family. An archive of birthdays and vacations, in which to browse, had always held me back a little. But now, in search of traces of the past, one of these books was probably the best access. I focused on a double page, between whose pictures my mother had written "Summer 1994". The page showed photographs taken during a vacation in the mountains. My idea was to collect my memories and bring everything into a coherent overall picture. To put together details from photographs and stories into a clearer whole and re-evaluate. 
By looking at these photographs and collecting memory traces, a process is set in motion that links old and new experiences. In a book by Birgit Neumann on memory theories and biographical narrative, I find the sentence, "Memory is not an unchanging vessel for carrying the past into the present; memory is a process, not a thing, and it works differently at different points in time." (1)

(1) Neumann 2005, S.122 (Olick/Robbins 1999, S.122)