In an unhurried movement, a torch shines into a darkened space and illuminates objects that are stored there; things are high-lighted and then disappear again into the darkness. The objects we see are dated, like the book on the history of air travel using principally one and two engined planes, a knitted bird, the Motor Repair Manual, the old toy cars. They seem to be linked with a personal history and it is as if we look together and listen together with someone wandering through what has been stored in his own thoughts, and, associating, passing objects that are typical of his past. And they seem not just to belong to what someone once experienced, but also to what someone once wished for himself and once dreamed of. And so it seems as if these forgotten future expectations were perhaps disrupted by books called How to Write, Think and Speak Correctly, or The Danger of Being Side-tracked. They are lying there and can maybe be disregarded for a moment by the owner, but at the same time they form an unavoidable part of someone. A change in perspective once led to another image and now too, there is another image; we see a small village from above, from a plane, and as the dark hid the objects from view, so the white clouds now obscure the image.
– Carla Hoekendijk
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