A cat, a photograph, and memory

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.... Continue Reading →

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