Two blurred orbs of color—one orange and one teal—float against a dark background. The shapes are soft-edged, blending slightly where they overlap, creating a hazy, indistinct form. It feels like looking at distant lights through a fog or a dreamlike abstraction.

Weight of Proof

Photographs aren't neutral records, but rather points where lives become interwoven with evolving accounts of the past. Archives demonstrate that even subtle changes to documented events—repeated over time—can profoundly alter collective memory, less through deliberate falsehood than a need for social consistency and prioritized stories. This dependency means isolating a single origin for any event is impossible; as Henri Bergson observed, reality exists in continual flux. Consequently, belonging itself remains inherently opaque, with each of us participating in an ongoing process of historical construction.

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