We are never in one place at one time. There is a part of us that invokes traces of the past and overlays it on the present.
Reality is also never constant, and it writes over itself, folding the pages of time and leaving a few traces of the folds. What are the traces - physical, emotional and virtual - that we leave? This is the idea that I explore in this project by photographing/scanning people and the environment they are in and juxtaposing the "real" and the traces of the real.