Proposal:

I forget things often. For some reason, I can recall with vivid detail, the time 4 friends shoved into a small Chevy Aveo and belted Bohemian Rhapsody at 1am, but I can’t remember the prototype in my bedroom before leaving the house. I wanted to address these doorway moments in my life. Our lives are busy, to compensate we have become experts in multitasking. But that takes a toll on our brains capacity to remember. I wanted to look into the space of what happens when our rooms/objects/places remember for us?