Archive Jacket—Lacquer RedTransparent architecture, dripping but dry. A memory preserved and caught between stitches and seams. The hope of plasticity, neuro and otherwise, through flexible forms. Nature as artifice, against mundane forms of morality. A mask more transparent than a face and permission to wear the past on your sleeve, tamper free. The archive is subject to the fate of only being known in the present. What could be more freeing than that? Dress your memories in