Until this Moment I knew not of your Existence.

Returning to my ancestral home, I met a wonderful old woman who looked me straight in the eye and said “Until this moment I knew not of your existence” I was struck by the poetry of her words and the truth in their meaning. I am not known and the places of my memory do not exist. This work is autobiographical, as I seek to unearth myself in the present moment and reclaim the ancient knowledge of remembering.