throwback thursday

Thursday, May 22, 2014

Circa the early 90's. No idea where this was taken. No memory of it at all. But it must have happened because here we are, as four. My dad wearing a (now) vintage Denver Broncos hat. My mom with perfectly smooth skin.

As nostalgic as I am, my memory steals things from me and puts them in locked dark places, and it's easy to forget where I was. Or, maybe more accurately, it's easy to forget that those places were real. A real world with real air and real grass and real happiness and sadness.

How can photography be such a fantasy and also a proof?

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