I recently reviewed a family album and came across a photo that interested me. She was old, yellowed and one corner was broken off. It depicts an elderly man. I asked my loved ones who is he? And here is the answer I received. This is my great-great-grandfather.
I've been wondering about this reflection ever since I first read it a few weeks ago, mainly because this is not what the photographic album — save for my own or my family's altogether more haphazard collections of images — evokes in me. When I see a photographic album, the first thing I think of is order: a disciplined mind; a systematic approach; a rigour that is altogether not my own; that is, in fact, the opposite of my more scattergun approach to images and memories. Indeed, I often feel there is something lifeless about the carefully composed photographic album that may be to do with the editing process: the elimination of the random, the accidental, the blurred and the botched photograph. If truth be told, my imagination and personal memories are more likely to be evoked if I trawl though an old box of anonymous family photographs, those piles of fading, crumpled, almost discarded things that end up in car boot sales and flea markets and remind us that most lives go unmarked and unremembered save for these unmoored images that have floated free for their context and thus are imbued with a quiet but resonant sense of mystery. Then again, I am not a curator and Curtis is.
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