The future and the past constantly meet in the present. We spend a large part of our 'now' worrying about what was and what will be. We make distant plans and dreams, visions looking a few years ahead or revisit washed-out memories, unwilling to let them disappear completely. We are afraid of forgetting. We don't want to lose the particles of ourselves that were left behind in those moments, so we painstakingly collect them: memories, evidence of existence. The fear of forgetting affects us all, and it connects us all. We gather and support each other, we act together in order not to forget. This creates a polyphony of memories that reaches much further than a single whisper would ever be able to penetrate.

Remembering is collectivity, wholeness. Sisterhood is remembering. Sisterhood is unconditional support, no matter how wrong you are. It is a pat on the shoulder when you do a terrible stupid thing. It is reassurance at your beck and call, total closeness. As modern girls, we live fast, trying to keep up with the pace of the big city. We long for a sense of community and peace, and find it hard to find any constancy, an unchanging anchor point. We find it in the stories of our mothers and grandmothers, who were always surrounded by friends. We romanticise their stories, in which they spent their days picking field flowers and then wove them into their hair. Now they relax and we look after each other, we braid our own hair. By being together and remembering, we create a new girlhood.

Photo documentation by Bartek Zalewski.