Considering memory in art, I want to recommend the novel February by Lisa Moore. I am a fan of this author as she is so precise. The protagonist's inner life and survival as a widowed mother is beautifully written and rings true. The more poetical novel Ru, which I read on the plane last month is similar. Both are stream of consciousness - not chronological. Memories and subliminal connections come into one's head out of order with perfect sense..
"Helen unlocks her front door, holding an armful of groceries, and there are three empty floors and silence. It is a relief. Solitude, she thinks, is a time-release drug, it enters the system slowly and you become addicted. It's not an addiction; it's a craft."
February by Lisa Moore page 111