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Theory:
- Philosophy
- Psychology
- Jonas Mekas: Walden (1969)
- Nanni Moretti: On My Vespa (1993)
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introduction
Welcome to this home working lesson on personal archive.
We often imagine an archive as something official: boxes, documents, institutions, dates, proofs. Something preserved because it was considered important enough to survive. But a personal archive can be different.
It is unstable, partial, emotional. It can be both made of what remained, but also of what disappeared. Your archive is not only what you remember. It is also what shaped you before you could name it.
Memory is not neutral. It selects, edits, displaces, exaggerates, protects. It forgets in order to survive. It repeats because something has not yet been integrated. It transforms with time. Each time we remember, we also rewrite. This is why the personal archive is not only autobiographical. It is artistic material.
With Henri Bergson, we can think of memory as duration: the past continuing to live inside the present, within how we perceive, choose, feel, and write. With Heidegger, the archive can also be understood through time and existence: we are never only in the present. We are thrown into histories, inheritances, languages, families, places, wounds, and possibilities we did not choose, but must somehow work with.
Psychologist Jerome Bruner reminds us that identity is built narratively. We organize ourselves through stories. But this is also where danger begins. Some stories liberate. Others imprison. Some were written by us. Others were written for us.
So this lesson asks: what happens when we return to our personal archive not to confirm who we are, but to disturb the story we have learned to tell about ourselves?
We will work with fragments rather than complete narratives. We will approach memory through objects, images, lists, traces, gaps, repetitions, and missing pieces. The objective is to notice what insists. What returns. What does not fit. What still asks for form.
We will also look at artists and filmmakers who work from fragmented personal archives. Jonas Mekas, in Walden, builds memory as accumulation: moments, gestures, friends, streets, light, ordinary life filmed before it disappears. His work reminds us that an archive can be fragile and alive, made of small things saved from disappearance.
Nanni Moretti’s On My Vespa offers another relation to personal material: wandering, drifting, moving through the city as a way of thinking. The self appears through rhythm, routes, encounters, humour, distance. The archive is not only time; it is also space, and how a body moves through that space.
We often imagine an archive as something official: boxes, documents, institutions, dates, proofs. Something preserved because it was considered important enough to survive. But a personal archive can be different.
It is unstable, partial, emotional. It can be both made of what remained, but also of what disappeared. Your archive is not only what you remember. It is also what shaped you before you could name it.
Memory is not neutral. It selects, edits, displaces, exaggerates, protects. It forgets in order to survive. It repeats because something has not yet been integrated. It transforms with time. Each time we remember, we also rewrite. This is why the personal archive is not only autobiographical. It is artistic material.
With Henri Bergson, we can think of memory as duration: the past continuing to live inside the present, within how we perceive, choose, feel, and write. With Heidegger, the archive can also be understood through time and existence: we are never only in the present. We are thrown into histories, inheritances, languages, families, places, wounds, and possibilities we did not choose, but must somehow work with.
Psychologist Jerome Bruner reminds us that identity is built narratively. We organize ourselves through stories. But this is also where danger begins. Some stories liberate. Others imprison. Some were written by us. Others were written for us.
So this lesson asks: what happens when we return to our personal archive not to confirm who we are, but to disturb the story we have learned to tell about ourselves?
We will work with fragments rather than complete narratives. We will approach memory through objects, images, lists, traces, gaps, repetitions, and missing pieces. The objective is to notice what insists. What returns. What does not fit. What still asks for form.
We will also look at artists and filmmakers who work from fragmented personal archives. Jonas Mekas, in Walden, builds memory as accumulation: moments, gestures, friends, streets, light, ordinary life filmed before it disappears. His work reminds us that an archive can be fragile and alive, made of small things saved from disappearance.
Nanni Moretti’s On My Vespa offers another relation to personal material: wandering, drifting, moving through the city as a way of thinking. The self appears through rhythm, routes, encounters, humour, distance. The archive is not only time; it is also space, and how a body moves through that space.
theory
Philosophical Perspectives
A personal archive is never innocent.
It may look intimate, private, even fragile: notebooks, photographs, letters, objects, voice messages, documents, fragments of childhood, traces of places we have left. But an archive is never simply a collection of what happened. It is already a selection. Something was kept. Something was lost. Something was preserved because it mattered, or because it accidentally survived. Something disappeared because nobody thought it was important enough, or because it was too painful, too shameful, too ordinary, too dangerous to keep.
This is why personal archive is not only about memory. It is about power, narrative, and omission.
From a philosophical perspective, Henri Bergson’s Matter and Memory offers a useful distinction between habitual memory and recollective memory. Habitual memory lives in the body. It is not necessarily something we consciously remember; it appears in gestures, reflexes, ways of moving, ways of reacting. Recollective memory, on the other hand, is closer to conscious remembrance: the image, the scene, the story we can return to and narrate. A personal archive contains both. Not only the memory we can tell, but also the memory that acts through us before language arrives.
This matters for writing because the most powerful material is not always the most explicit. Sometimes the archive is not in the story itself, but in the repetition of a gesture, the tone of a sentence, the object that keeps returning, the shame attached to a detail, the bodily reaction that appears before understanding.
Martin Heidegger’s Being and Time brings another layer: we are temporal beings. We do not exist only in the present. We are shaped by what came before us and by what we project toward the future. We are thrown into histories, languages, families, places, and conditions we did not choose. A personal archive is one way of entering this temporal complexity. It allows us to look at what we carry, what we repeat, what we resist, and what kind of future we are still unconsciously building from inherited material.
Jacques Derrida, in Archive Fever, reminds us that the archive is always driven by desire. We archive because we fear disappearance. We collect, preserve, document, save. But the archive never fully protects against loss. In fact, every archive reveals loss. The more we try to keep, the more visible absence becomes. The archive is therefore not the opposite of forgetting. It is entangled with forgetting. It produces gaps as much as it preserves traces.
Michel Foucault’s work on the archive shifts the question from memory to discourse. An archive is not only what is stored; it is also the system that decides what can appear as knowledge. What can be recorded? What counts as evidence? Whose version becomes official? Whose voice remains informal, private, undocumented? This is important when working with personal archives, because even our most intimate stories are shaped by wider systems: family myths, national histories, class, gender, migration, education, silence.
A personal archive is therefore never only personal.
It is crossed by collective structures.
It may look intimate, private, even fragile: notebooks, photographs, letters, objects, voice messages, documents, fragments of childhood, traces of places we have left. But an archive is never simply a collection of what happened. It is already a selection. Something was kept. Something was lost. Something was preserved because it mattered, or because it accidentally survived. Something disappeared because nobody thought it was important enough, or because it was too painful, too shameful, too ordinary, too dangerous to keep.
This is why personal archive is not only about memory. It is about power, narrative, and omission.
From a philosophical perspective, Henri Bergson’s Matter and Memory offers a useful distinction between habitual memory and recollective memory. Habitual memory lives in the body. It is not necessarily something we consciously remember; it appears in gestures, reflexes, ways of moving, ways of reacting. Recollective memory, on the other hand, is closer to conscious remembrance: the image, the scene, the story we can return to and narrate. A personal archive contains both. Not only the memory we can tell, but also the memory that acts through us before language arrives.
This matters for writing because the most powerful material is not always the most explicit. Sometimes the archive is not in the story itself, but in the repetition of a gesture, the tone of a sentence, the object that keeps returning, the shame attached to a detail, the bodily reaction that appears before understanding.
Martin Heidegger’s Being and Time brings another layer: we are temporal beings. We do not exist only in the present. We are shaped by what came before us and by what we project toward the future. We are thrown into histories, languages, families, places, and conditions we did not choose. A personal archive is one way of entering this temporal complexity. It allows us to look at what we carry, what we repeat, what we resist, and what kind of future we are still unconsciously building from inherited material.
Jacques Derrida, in Archive Fever, reminds us that the archive is always driven by desire. We archive because we fear disappearance. We collect, preserve, document, save. But the archive never fully protects against loss. In fact, every archive reveals loss. The more we try to keep, the more visible absence becomes. The archive is therefore not the opposite of forgetting. It is entangled with forgetting. It produces gaps as much as it preserves traces.
Michel Foucault’s work on the archive shifts the question from memory to discourse. An archive is not only what is stored; it is also the system that decides what can appear as knowledge. What can be recorded? What counts as evidence? Whose version becomes official? Whose voice remains informal, private, undocumented? This is important when working with personal archives, because even our most intimate stories are shaped by wider systems: family myths, national histories, class, gender, migration, education, silence.
A personal archive is therefore never only personal.
It is crossed by collective structures.
Psychological Perspectives
Psychology gives another language to this question. Jerome Bruner argues that identity is built through narrative. We do not simply remember a life; we organize it into stories that make us recognizable to ourselves and others. This can be useful. It gives continuity. It allows us to say: this is who I am, this is where I come from, this is what happened.
But it is also dangerous.
The story can become too stable. Too clean. Too convenient. We may begin to live inside an old narrative long after it has stopped being true. We may repeat a version of ourselves because it is familiar, because others expect it, because it once helped us survive.
Autobiographical memory research, especially the work of Martin Conway and Christopher Pleydell-Pearce, shows that memory is not a passive recording of the past. It is reconstructed in relation to the self we are now. We remember from the present. This means every return to the archive is also a rewriting. The question is not only: what happened? The question is also: why does this memory return now, in this form, with this intensity?
James Pennebaker’s research on expressive writing adds another layer. Writing about lived experience can support emotional processing, but only when writing does not simply repeat the wound. The point is not confession for its own sake. The point is organization, distance, transformation. To write from a personal archive is not to expose everything. It is to create a form where experience can be held differently.
For this lesson, we will approach the personal archive as a working landscape.
A field of traces, gaps, repetitions, inherited stories, lost materials, bodily memories, and unfinished narratives.
The task is to ask what still acts.
What remains alive.
What keeps returning.
What was never archived, but shaped you anyway.
But it is also dangerous.
The story can become too stable. Too clean. Too convenient. We may begin to live inside an old narrative long after it has stopped being true. We may repeat a version of ourselves because it is familiar, because others expect it, because it once helped us survive.
Autobiographical memory research, especially the work of Martin Conway and Christopher Pleydell-Pearce, shows that memory is not a passive recording of the past. It is reconstructed in relation to the self we are now. We remember from the present. This means every return to the archive is also a rewriting. The question is not only: what happened? The question is also: why does this memory return now, in this form, with this intensity?
James Pennebaker’s research on expressive writing adds another layer. Writing about lived experience can support emotional processing, but only when writing does not simply repeat the wound. The point is not confession for its own sake. The point is organization, distance, transformation. To write from a personal archive is not to expose everything. It is to create a form where experience can be held differently.
For this lesson, we will approach the personal archive as a working landscape.
A field of traces, gaps, repetitions, inherited stories, lost materials, bodily memories, and unfinished narratives.
The task is to ask what still acts.
What remains alive.
What keeps returning.
What was never archived, but shaped you anyway.
inspirations
Jonas Mekas’s Walden (1969) is not an autobiography in the classical sense. It does not explain a life. It gathers fragments of one. Faces, streets, meals, friends, seasons, light, gatherings, ordinary gestures. The film moves like memory itself: discontinuous, partial, emotional, sometimes precise, sometimes blurred. Mekas does not build a stable narrative of the self. He films what could disappear.
This is what makes Walden so important for thinking about personal archive. The archive is not monumental here. It is fragile. It is made from small survivals. A moment kept before it vanishes. A glimpse. A presence. A piece of daily life that becomes meaningful only because someone decided to stay close enough to notice it.
Mekas also reminds us that the personal archive is never only personal. His images carry the experience of exile, displacement, friendship, artistic community, and the construction of a life in another country. The intimate and the historical are not separated. They touch each other constantly. A private moment is already crossed by geography, politics, loss, migration, and time.
This is what makes Walden so important for thinking about personal archive. The archive is not monumental here. It is fragile. It is made from small survivals. A moment kept before it vanishes. A glimpse. A presence. A piece of daily life that becomes meaningful only because someone decided to stay close enough to notice it.
Mekas also reminds us that the personal archive is never only personal. His images carry the experience of exile, displacement, friendship, artistic community, and the construction of a life in another country. The intimate and the historical are not separated. They touch each other constantly. A private moment is already crossed by geography, politics, loss, migration, and time.
Nanni Moretti’s On My Vespa (1993), from Caro Diario, works differently. Where Mekas gathers through accumulation, Moretti archives through movement.
Riding through Rome, he thinks, observes, comments, drifts. The Vespa becomes a method: a way of crossing the city, but also a way of crossing memory, humour, irritation, solitude, pleasure, and social observation.
Here, the archive is not stored in objects or documents. It appears through route. He moves, and the self appears through what he notices, what he avoids, what he returns to, what makes him laugh, what disturbs him.
Together, Mekas and Moretti offer two useful approaches to personal archive.
One through accumulation.
One through drift.
One saves fragments from disappearance.
The other lets movement produce thought.
Both refuse the clean, linear story of the self. Both show that a personal archive can be made from small details, repeated routes, atmospheres, gestures, encounters, and the strange way memory attaches itself to places.
For writing, this opens a precise question:
What if your archive is not what you can explain about yourself, but what you keep noticing?
What if your personal history is hidden in your repetitions, your routes, your objects, your fragments, your attachments?
What if the self is not found in one big story, but in the materials that continue to return?
Riding through Rome, he thinks, observes, comments, drifts. The Vespa becomes a method: a way of crossing the city, but also a way of crossing memory, humour, irritation, solitude, pleasure, and social observation.
Here, the archive is not stored in objects or documents. It appears through route. He moves, and the self appears through what he notices, what he avoids, what he returns to, what makes him laugh, what disturbs him.
Together, Mekas and Moretti offer two useful approaches to personal archive.
One through accumulation.
One through drift.
One saves fragments from disappearance.
The other lets movement produce thought.
Both refuse the clean, linear story of the self. Both show that a personal archive can be made from small details, repeated routes, atmospheres, gestures, encounters, and the strange way memory attaches itself to places.
For writing, this opens a precise question:
What if your archive is not what you can explain about yourself, but what you keep noticing?
What if your personal history is hidden in your repetitions, your routes, your objects, your fragments, your attachments?
What if the self is not found in one big story, but in the materials that continue to return?
creative writing exercises
THE PERSONAL MUSEUM
A personal archive is rarely composed of major events.
More often, it is built from fragments.
Objects that survived.
Images that return.
Places you no longer visit.
Sentences you still remember.
Details that seem insignificant but refuse to disappear.
For this exercise, become the curator of your own personal museum.
Create an archive of 10 fragments from your life.
Each fragment should occupy no more than 3–5 lines.
Do not explain why it is important.
Do not tell the full story behind it, rather keep them in their fragments.
Simply document it.
A place.
An object.
A smell.
A sound.
A gesture.
A photograph.
A sentence.
A route.
A loss.
An obsession.
Work like Jonas Mekas: gather rather than explain.
Accumulate fragments rather than narrate full stories.
Once your 10 fragments are collected, read them again.
Choose one fragment and write a second text from it.
This time, do not write about yourself directly.
Follow Nanni Moretti's method of drift.
Allow the fragment to move. Let it lead you through memories, places, associations, observations, and reflections. Do not force a narrative. Trust the route.
The objective is not to reconstruct your life story.
The objective is to discover what your archive has been trying to preserve without your knowledge.
What survives?
What returns?
What insists?
A personal archive is rarely composed of major events.
More often, it is built from fragments.
Objects that survived.
Images that return.
Places you no longer visit.
Sentences you still remember.
Details that seem insignificant but refuse to disappear.
For this exercise, become the curator of your own personal museum.
Create an archive of 10 fragments from your life.
Each fragment should occupy no more than 3–5 lines.
Do not explain why it is important.
Do not tell the full story behind it, rather keep them in their fragments.
Simply document it.
A place.
An object.
A smell.
A sound.
A gesture.
A photograph.
A sentence.
A route.
A loss.
An obsession.
Work like Jonas Mekas: gather rather than explain.
Accumulate fragments rather than narrate full stories.
Once your 10 fragments are collected, read them again.
Choose one fragment and write a second text from it.
This time, do not write about yourself directly.
Follow Nanni Moretti's method of drift.
Allow the fragment to move. Let it lead you through memories, places, associations, observations, and reflections. Do not force a narrative. Trust the route.
The objective is not to reconstruct your life story.
The objective is to discover what your archive has been trying to preserve without your knowledge.
What survives?
What returns?
What insists?
toolbox
This toolbox invites you to work with two familiar forms — the road movie and the diary — not as genres to reproduce, but as structures to disturb.
Both are often associated with self-discovery. Someone moves. Someone writes. Someone records what happens. A life becomes visible through route, date, reflection.
But for this lesson, we will approach them differently.
As methods for working with fragments, movement, repetition, memory, and gaps.
1. Road movie: from journey to drift
The road movie usually follows movement across space. A person leaves, travels, encounters, changes. The journey becomes a narrative device.
Here, the road does not need to lead anywhere.
Use movement as a method of thinking. Let the route produce the text. What matters is not arrival, but what is noticed along the way.
You may disturb the form by:
– replacing destination with drift
– moving in circles rather than forward
– allowing the same place to return several times
– treating the landscape as emotional, not only geographical
– letting memory interrupt the route
– allowing the external journey to reveal an internal one
The road becomes less a path toward transformation than a structure of attention.
2. Diary: from confession to fragment
The diary is often imagined as intimate, chronological, sincere. A daily record. A private truth.
But a diary can also be unstable.
It can lie. Forget. Repeat. Avoid. Invent. Contradict itself.
For this lesson, use the diary not as confession, but as a fragmented archive of perception.
You may disturb the form by:
– breaking chronology
– removing dates
– mixing past, present, and future
– allowing entries to contradict one another
– writing from sensation rather than explanation
– including gaps, unfinished thoughts, repetitions, lists, objects, routes, and fragments
The diary does not need to tell the truth directly.
Sometimes it reveals more through what it avoids.
3. Hybrid form: the moving archive
You can also combine both forms.
A diary that moves.
A road movie made of fragments.
A personal archive organized by route rather than chronology.
In this hybrid form, the self appears through traces: what you pass, what you keep, what you repeat, what you lose, what you notice again and again.
Let the archive remain alive. Partial. Mobile. Unfinished.
Both are often associated with self-discovery. Someone moves. Someone writes. Someone records what happens. A life becomes visible through route, date, reflection.
But for this lesson, we will approach them differently.
As methods for working with fragments, movement, repetition, memory, and gaps.
1. Road movie: from journey to drift
The road movie usually follows movement across space. A person leaves, travels, encounters, changes. The journey becomes a narrative device.
Here, the road does not need to lead anywhere.
Use movement as a method of thinking. Let the route produce the text. What matters is not arrival, but what is noticed along the way.
You may disturb the form by:
– replacing destination with drift
– moving in circles rather than forward
– allowing the same place to return several times
– treating the landscape as emotional, not only geographical
– letting memory interrupt the route
– allowing the external journey to reveal an internal one
The road becomes less a path toward transformation than a structure of attention.
2. Diary: from confession to fragment
The diary is often imagined as intimate, chronological, sincere. A daily record. A private truth.
But a diary can also be unstable.
It can lie. Forget. Repeat. Avoid. Invent. Contradict itself.
For this lesson, use the diary not as confession, but as a fragmented archive of perception.
You may disturb the form by:
– breaking chronology
– removing dates
– mixing past, present, and future
– allowing entries to contradict one another
– writing from sensation rather than explanation
– including gaps, unfinished thoughts, repetitions, lists, objects, routes, and fragments
The diary does not need to tell the truth directly.
Sometimes it reveals more through what it avoids.
3. Hybrid form: the moving archive
You can also combine both forms.
A diary that moves.
A road movie made of fragments.
A personal archive organized by route rather than chronology.
In this hybrid form, the self appears through traces: what you pass, what you keep, what you repeat, what you lose, what you notice again and again.
Let the archive remain alive. Partial. Mobile. Unfinished.
Photo: Nagy Lili Panna, School of Disobedience, 2026