The journey begins...The way back to paradise...

On 27th,we embarked on the journey.The traveler ,gave us The Orange.From now on we just follow him.We will Not ask,Why?How and When.Just follow...

Looking at the rocks,meeting a stranger

On 24th, after few hours of  walking on the hard surface of the roads(our feet are not used to this material)looking for familiar places ,decided to go and visit The Old Hurry Rocks again.We are feeling better.Less distressed.It makes us feel we have been here before.It makes us feel we belong here.
Next to us,standing a stranger.staring at the rocks.He said he is a traveler.He will be taking us on a journey soon...

Alzheimer’s

On 26^th we were looking forward to visiting The Baths in Bournemouth. To our surprise, everything seemed to have disappeared. Perhaps we were in the  wrong place.

But some others could see the Old Hurry Rocks. So at least we knew where we were.

It is terrifying. Can not recognize the place. It was impossible to communicate with the locals. .They are all strangers who cannot understand us. Or perhaps we are the strangers.

We are lost.

Memories of a wanderer

Started to think about the design.All memories are waking up again.I am not sure why I remember things.Is it because they are memorable ?Or because they remind me of more distant memories.
Whatever the answer might be,I think when designing,I am reconstructing my memories in tangible world.
This pictures were taken at moments when I thought the images were captured in my memory too.
I thought I share them.

Finally the final year… It has never been easy to find answer for all the questions .But it has been more difficult to find out what the questions really are. Through this project, I will try to find out what my question really is…. Coming back soon….