The Memory Suitcase
This must be my week for discovering beautiful ideas – for not only did I discover the Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows, but also the Memory Suitcase, a project by an Israeli photographer investigating the subject of memories and what they mean to people. Yuval Yairi’s nostalgia-tinged works sees sepia-toned images adorning the luggage recounting the memories of trips once taken.
I am totally captivated by these images and it has led me to wonder what image you would choose for your memory suitcase?
I love the suitcase so it’s triggered my travel memories. Two that come to mind are the trip to Halong Bay in Vietnam. We went for my husbands special birthday and because our son was working in Hanoi at the time. Magical doesn’t even begin to describe it. The second one was much earlier with both my children looking out from a high vantage point in Domme in France across the Dordogne and my daughter said, “is this the whole wide world?” I will savour them for ever.
Thanks for triggering those special days. Ax
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Mine would have the view of the beach in the seaside town where I grew up. It’s a beautiful sandy beach broken by lines of seaweed covered breakwaters. Sitting on the steps outside our beach hut watching the world walk by or enjoy itself on the sand was my favourite place. I can hear now the calming rush of the North Sea and the gulls crying overhead. I can even smell the salt. A wonderful memory
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I too am captivated by the images! My suitcase would contain memories of my family’s trip to Greece 16 years ago. My parents treated my brother & his wife and my husband & me to the trip of a lifetime. I can still feel the sun on my face and the supreme happiness in my heart. Thank you, Marie, for giving me reason to recall that glorious time.
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1990, on my honeymoon walking hand in hand with my husband down a quiet road outside of Cairo, that followed a tributary off of the Nile. It was early morning and there was steam rising from the tops of date palms. A woman in the distance was pulling at the reins of a water buffalo. A donkey was tied to a tree. It was lush, green, and other worldly.
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Mine would have photos of the New Jersey shore, where I spent many summers as a kid and teenager. Best memories from my childhood happened there.
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Thank you for bringing this project into my consciousness, Marie! The photographs are heart-wrenchingly beautiful, and also make me yearn to travel again. My photograph would either be one of my other half and myself, sitting on the beach in Amalfi, Italy, at the end of our most wonderful holiday; or one of me by myself, when I was a student in France, sitting cross-legged on the grass and playing guitar – there’s so much promise in that photograph…
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This is so up mu alley! I gotta check that artist out. Thanks for sharing Marie!!
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*my* alley
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What a good question. My suitcase might capture a sunset with my husband on a beach outside of Rome. It was warm but not hot, humid and breezy. We walked along the water and stood at a lookout point all alone and I felt so totally in love and totally alive. 🙂 ~Catherine
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Thank you all for your wonderful comments. I have really enjoyed reading about your special “suitcase” memories 🙂
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