Theme: Nostalgia

     Sometimes we become lost in the dizzying world of memory. Sometimes we can't place ourselves in time. Sometimes we lose hold of the world of form and submit entirely to strange memory, backspinning a dreamscape impossible to recreate. The dreamscape becomes our God. Its laws bind us. Its chaos overshadows any daily routine. We name it nostalgia— the ineffable, the beautiful, the merry melancholy.