A large head with a pair of hands are anchored to a column of Corten steel. The head floats above the column, barely attached, and the hands slide off its edge. The eyes, void of irises, seem to gaze inward into a far away world full of memories of sweetness. The mouth follows and puckers in a kiss. The clenching upper hand is held by the lower one as if on a tray. Is it holding onto the memories to prevent them from fading and slipping away?