In the grand Salons de Paris exhibitions of the 1700s to 1800s, paintings filled the walls floor to ceiling. A cacophony of color and form, each piece vying for attention amidst the crowd. Le Salon draws from this tradition, presenting a similar installation of captured memories, each desperate to emerge from the shadows of the past, each competing to be at the forefront of thought. Obscured figures bathed in a spectral light evoke the fleeting nature of memory. Illuminated in this way, they portray fragments of my life in Paris - some rendered from observation, others drawn from recollection. Together, they form an introspective collection-in-progress, meditating on the melancholic turbulence that drives our thoughts.