A cat, a photograph, and memory

black and white, Cats, Film photography, medium format photography, Photography, thoughts, Thoughts
Gatita, 1978

I do not even remember taking this photograph of Gatita. She must have been no older than a year, then. I found it when browsing thru my archives, although I was specifically looking for photographs of her.

It has been said, and written, that photographs became memories, taking over their texture, their depth. However, this is not the case in here, with this particular cat. I have no more than a handful of photographs of her, but the memories are, after forty years, still strong. I had not even remembered this particular image, I vaguely, looking at it, remember taking it. It brings no memories. The gentle bite of my knee, her looking at me from the top of the stairs as I left for work in the morning, scenes than there are embedded in my memory. They are of now.

Although it can be said that, because of the fact I had so little images of her allowed for the texture of memories to come forward. If this is the case, then the argument becomes circular: I have no memory at all of this photograph (therefore it did not becomes a memory), yet the memories I have of her are because there are no, or very little, photographic records of her.

Revision: grammar corrected.

End of year ramblings


After sorting out my websites, I went out for a longish walk. Good humoured, the highlights being encountering a woman and her two daughters on Pearson Park on a bike ride, just for them catching me about half an hour later two or three miles up the road.

End of year, no much to see on the news outlets, the usual round up of the past year on the world stage, the arts, culture, all, frankly, quite boring.

Facebook, after getting a message from them on my phone, when I do not have the Fb app, is, simply, dead, or nearly dead to me. I will keep it open for my family, I will also post links from my website and blog. I will see how it does go.

Talking about website, I have split in two, taking the blog away on a wordpress.com account, whilst keeping my site on a self hosted account, also running on wordpress software. I changed the gallery software from NexGen to Envira, as its speed is noticeable better. After a couple of year using NexGen, I found put that I did not use the array of gallerier and album they offer, so I moved to the leaner Envira.

There is a stronger social dimension by moving my blog to worldpress.com hosting. Running cost will increase, but, what the hell!

Fata morgana


Tonight, a big round disc pretending to be the moon was illuminating not only the flat lands of this city, but also a range of tall white mountains on the Eastern horizon, as if they were covered by millennial snow…

Yet, I was bothered, there are no mountains at all in these flat lands…

Then, and only then, I realized that I had been deceived twice on the few minutes I was out, breathing the cold air of the night.