Time Eludes Us

I was inspired to make this art book, "Time Eludes Us," because I often think about time and how it relates to memory. I used the word "time" to visually represent that with distance from a moment in the past, that moment becomes blurry. The spaces within each letter and layered evoke this distance until the word "time" is almost unreadable as the letters are immediately on top of each other. Even when the distance collapses, time still eludes us. "Our memory solidifies into sensible qualities the continuous flow of things. It prolongs the past into the present," writes Henri Bergson. 

Henri Bergson distinguished time in two ways: objective time (measured time) and lived time (duration). We're aware of objective time passing, but the duration is how time feels. I look back and realize how time escaped me, the memories from long ago vaguer than they once were or somehow different. Our perceptions paint time; the past isn't changeless but prolonged into the present. Yet, when looking back, only then does it feel like the present was already past, already a memory.