Alessandra Valletti- I Don't Remember Coming Home
Alessandra Valletti writes, “Time is a succession of fragmented images. I try to put them in order.” Her process is evident in her series I Don’t Remember Coming Home, as Alessandra summarizes the engulfing feeling of reuniting at her old family house–a physical memory that seems stuck in a timeless loop. Nestled in the countryside of Sicily, she describes the sights as specific, but unchanging. Each summer, Alessandra returns to the homeland of her grandparents, although she mentions that it’s always a constraint–since it’s far and she’s busy. However, the family always returns to their roots. She continues,
“I see my grandparents once a year and they see me. They comment on my differences and changes: my hair, my weight, my style. I comment on their age. sometimes they look older, other times they seem younger. We change, but our house doesn’t. Ten years, twenty years. It doesn’t change, it doesn’t grow old. The walls peel off and then are re-made.”
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