This essay acts as a parenthesis which inserts my artistic practice prior and during the, yet to be completed, Fine Arts MA program at IUA. It revisits past events, works and thoughts and their relevance to a given time and space. The essay translates my interest in how the artworks are experienced. The situations, artistics and mundanes, observed and unravelled in writing are recontextualized through the written documentation and therefore echoed in space and time. Similar to a corpse, they are absent from themselves in the ‘now’. Even though people rarely change but the vision they have of themselves do, I will most likely get bored of these words and soon enough not stand by them. Not only for the previously mentioned reason but most...