Over time, we build an elaborate universe of experience.
What’s in front of us is already behind us.
Here becomes there.
We turn around and this moment falls into the distance.
We recall amorphous shapes more than the details hovering in the shadows.
Clusters of memory huddle together- the dim and the bright - waiting to be ignited.
Shifting, twisting collages color our past.
To cope with this trickery of time, we use religion, medication, money and reproduction.
At our best, we use love.
- exerpt from Solberg introduction,"Ten Years in Pictures"