In the mountains, the sun is shining

Matevž Čebašek

Keywords: Dementia, Memory, Collective history

Internship: Henk Wildschut
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My family faced dementia for the first time in the 1980s, when my grandfather was diagnosed with Alzheimer's disease. My grandmother cared for him until he passed away in 2008. She witnessed all the steps of his disease. I can't imagine how frightening and frustrating it must have been, when she found out about her dementia. 

In the mountains, the sun is shining is an exploration of the fragility and unreliability of memories within the framework of dementia and the post-communist environment. It is a collaborative project with my grandmother living in her ancestral home in Slovenia and aims to create an image of personhood beyond her limitations. It is based on reflections on memory and landscape while exploring their significance in the context of past, present, and future. 

With the installation, I’m bringing together different perspectives on the past by layering official historical records, familial recollections, and my personal interpretations. I’m posing questions on the subjectivity of history, on how it is recorded and understood. I argue that history can turn out to be a product of imagination to the same extent as memories. Next to that, I draw parallels between the time disorientation of a person with dementia and the belief that the past is ever-present in the now. As Deleuze puts it: “The body is never in the present, it contains the before and the after, tiredness and waiting.” 

Through my photographic and cinematic encounters, I’m showing my interpretations of official and unofficial histories that are written and transmitted in my grandmother’s body and landscape. The installation invites the viewer to create their interpretations and connections between the images and texts from the past and present.

The path leads from the house where my grandmother grew up to the fields where she worked in her youth. Today, my house stands on those fields. In March 2024, she forgot that the house existed, yet she still clearly remembers the fields.
The last photograph of my great-grandfather before he was killed during WW2. My grandmother is standing in the first line, first from the left.
Iskra factory, early in the morning. My grandmother started working in the factory when she was about 16 years old, right after finishing school. She retired at the same time as my grandfather developed Alzheimer's disease, allowing her to care for him full-time.
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