How is it that some of us so clearly remember memories from the earliest years of life, while the rest of us struggle in vain to find a shred of anything that would awaken those sleeping beauties and bring them to the surface to let us to rejoice in ?
Memories fade and transform as they age. The memories are transformed each time we revisit them. According to this theory, a memory is first encoded by the coordinated activity of neurons in the hippocampus and cortex. The hippocampus acts as the brain’s director, telling the cortex which particular neurons to activated. Neurons that are frequently activated become part of the permanent memory trace in the cortex, while the rarely activated ones get lost. Every reactivation re-encodes the memory, and depending on what cortical neurons are engaged, can strengthen, weaken or update particular memory .
I came across three boxes of Kodachrome Transparency 35mm slide films at op shop. One of the boxes had handwritten date 27/4/1976 it happened to be a few days after my birthday. Since i lost all of the images from my childhood during Yugoslav civil wars in 1992, i felt that most of my childhood memory was lost together with those images.
After a few weeks of going over the slides i decided to try to reactivate my memory by rearranging and playing with the slide images in hope to find my own memories. I placed the slides on top of each other and rephotographed it by improvised macro lens to give it a dream effects and hopping one day those missing memories will find the right path. When we lose those pieces of the past we lose pieces of our identity.
But just where in the brain do those old memories go?