This artist book is a meditation on memory—its capture, preservation and transformation—echoing the tactile rituals of analog photography. Once upon a time, with Kodak and Canon film cameras in hand, we documented our lives frame by frame, freezing the passage of time and surrendering these moments to the alchemy of the darkroom. We stood in anticipation, waiting for the memory to materialize—glossy and tangible, cradled in the pages of plastic albums.

A 9.45 km hike through Germany’s Tegernsee region became a similar act of witnessing and collecting. As I walked, I gathered stones and fallen branches, fragments of the landscape, like exposures capturing fleeting moments. Each object, like a photograph, bore the imprint of its surroundings—the weight of time, the erosion of weather, the quiet history of the place. In the studio, I crocheted onto these found objects, binding them with thread as if stitching a memory into being. This act of layering was not merely an aesthetic intervention but a method of engaging with memory’s fragile and mutable nature.

This book is not merely a record, but a tactile archive where memory, nature and craft intertwine. By crocheting onto these objects, I transform them from mere remnants into vessels of recollection, embedding them with both material and emotional weight. The act of wrapping, looping and securing thread around these remnants becomes a ritual of care, much like tending to a collection of old photographs—handling them, tracing their edges, recalling the moments they captured. It invites touch, just as aged photographs do, blurring the line between what is preserved and what is lost, between what we see and what we feel.