Objects are the place where memory and imagination live. We keep lots of things in drawers, apparently useless things that remind us of the life we have lived. They get us to recall our feelings and sensations, they free our dreams and show us our future goals. Objects bridge our inner feelings with the reality we live through our soul in our everyday life. Photos tell stories about an invisible world our eyes can't see. Distorted images in surreal absurd contexts and though, familiar as they are, an inner part of our essence. Essence is made of both matter and awareness of the absolute.