Real experiences that may or may not have occurred at some point in the past, fickle memory, reality, words. I'd have to say the visit resonated well with me considering I can't remember exactly what I did five or even ten minutes ago, I can sort of recall an idea of what I was doing, whether or not that is what actually happened or not whose to say? Memory is like a body of water, it flows but never stays the same #deep. We sometimes find ourselves with a false memory because our brain is lying to us much like this entire exhibit. While none of what happened in the exhibit is real it all feels as if it could've happened, as if it were. The narrative of the exhibition is neither fiction nor reality however because to Kaphar these were real experiences yet he is aware that they haven't happened. Kaphar has built a space with presence as if you could feel someone around the corner and I think that's whats so enticing about this exhibit. Its confabulous and has flair, personality, and presence. My favorite piece has got to be the room of the house that looks like a hurricane (or crazed and enraged family figure) blew through it given its ominous tone and like previously stated presence. It feels like someone could be in the house other than yourself.
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