Aleksandra Janeva Imfeld

Once Upon Tomorrow refuses to be situated in time, and often refuses to be situated in space as well.

It constantly rearranges itself, just as it rearranges the possible meanings that can be inscribed into the relationship between two people. We do not know whether they are a couple, brother and sister, old friends who have grown into one another, or merely strangers brought together by chance in a moment of encounter. Not everything is known to them either; they know only that they are traveling somewhere. Somewhere toward tomorrow.

It is precisely through this uncertainty that a space is created for questioning closeness, distance, and everything that lies in between. Between silences and pauses, between the meters that separate them, between the meanings of words as they change their order. The fragments that fill all these in-between spaces are composed of memories, real and imagined; of one’s own and others’ touches; of songs, temporal ruptures, and endless migrations. The ambiguity of whose past–future–present they inhabit urges them, nevertheless, to appear once again.