August 23, 2022:
Of course, I have absolutely no sense of the passage of this time. Far as I can tell I'm twenty-something living in my mother's spare bedroom. The moments of these pieces are as present to me at this instant as they were on the day.
Their technical evolution though is visible. Along with a certain deepening of insight which I suppose is an artifact of experience. Note how carefully I'm avoiding the word "maturity".
"Constructing Memory". That's properly the title.