The photographs presented here are a fictional narrative construct, so please treat them with a pinch of salt. I wouldn't even hesitate to paraphrase Ludwig Wittgenstein here: after using the ladder you should throw it away.

      These photos were taken some time ago in Cape Town during the afternoon hours. I tried to look at a difficult and painful part of the history of RPA through the prism of the theory of the French psychoanalyst Jacques Lacan and the concepts he distinguished. The photographs presented here should be interpreted within this theory as belonging to the Imaginary and Symbolic order. Reality (Lacan's Real), however, differs from its symbolic and imaginary expression.

       At the risk of simplification, we can say that the explanandum here belongs to the real level, and the explanans to the symbolic level. And almost everything becomes clear at once. If, following Lacan, we identify the moral imperative with the memory of what goes beyond words and images, then we have a classic repetition of Greek tragedy.

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Some people say that in the history of mankind there was only one person who could forget what cannot be forgotten.

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However, one may ask, is trauma hereditary?

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Do you remember this song by Katie Melua:

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'Cause the line between

Wrong and right

Is the width of a thread

From a spider's web

The piano keys are black and white

But they sound like a million colours in your mind