Photography and Elizabeth


Starting a project in my studio lighting class about you. Projects in digital seems funny, when the subject is you. I hope you aren't too angry that they're digital. We aren't taught how to use film with soft boxes. I love you.

Cousin Nicholas
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  1. Patricia MarkertMarch 18, 2011 at 7:45 PM

    Dear Nick,
    This is such a welcome project. Elizabeth would have wanted you to do what you like, and by now she would have had to adjust to digital work since it is hard to even buy film any more. Thank you for doing this. The remembering is everything. Remembering and making things in memory of her. Look forward to seeing more.
    Love,
    Patty

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How Dina Aunty relished her memories. Mummy and Daddy were the same, talking about their yesterdays and smiling in that sad-happy way while selecting each picture, each frame from the past, examining it lovingly before it vanished again in the mist. But nobody ever forgot anything, not really, though sometimes they pretended, when it suited them. Memories were permanent. Sorrowful ones remained sad even with the passing of time, yet happy ones could never be re-created—not with the same joy. Remembering bred its own peculiar sorrow. It seemed so unfair: that time should render both sadness and happiness into a source of pain.

> From A Fine Balance by Rohinton Mistry