I found a button box from my partner's cabinet, it used to belong to Ina, his grandmother.
For 50 years, there have been new buttons coming in and old buttons taken out. The buttons travel through garments, people, some may have known an entirely different world than I.
Intrigued by just these simple beings, I start to wonder, what is a button? What is more than a button? And how can it informs me on my artistic research of "Re-membering" and journey to find togetherness in personhood.
