bits and pieces. will it ever stop raining?

 

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i had this weird dream about india today, woke up filled with sun and strange energy. Outside of my dream there is rain and winter which is slowly becoming a promise of spring. i'll go against this current and dig out some of my india photos from a few years back. here is one of them

memories from before i was born

box of old pictures

'all photographs are there to remind us of what we forget'

john berger

 

i couldn't have forgotten some of those faces, because i was too little to remember, and maybe some of them - I've never seen. Some of them i know/knew as old people, my grandma - a walking warmth- usually without a face in my memories, as i was a kid when she died.

i brought this box of forgotten pictures from my parents cupboard and spent a few days just looking at them. Many thoughts - about memories, family, photographs. As a visual sign of those thoughts - here are some of the images. I want to scan all of them and maybe work with them, so that I can feel they belong to me, as well as to the past.

i found a neg from june

before i even start to do something with pictures from poland, i have to clear a way for them :)
this is sopot from june, 2011