“In trying to create a place that reanimates this memory, we navigate the facts of erasure – of knowledge, lifeways and names – that make it more difficult to imagine, let alone materialise, a world different to this one. And still, as archivist Judith Opoku Boateng told me once: “Deɛ ɛmoa no adi no, wɔnni nkɔ, deɛ aka no, yɛbɛbɔ ho ban” – “The birds may have taken their share, but we will protect that which is left”. We intend to do this, though not with humid storerooms or pillaged “collections”, but by recalling that the way to keep archives alive is by living them. And so we begin with misshapen blocks of nyame dua, odum, bamboo and palm, with the ever-present materiality of memory.”