I am participating in Momalom’s Five for Five. Today’s topic is on Pictures.
My mother has an album, big and heavy. Spanning years of decades. Polaroids and crinkled corners of film printed pictures from a long time ago of her and my dad before children, then of all of us after. As a little girl, I used to love to study the look of each photograph looking back at me.
My pictures are not as organized. They sit insecurely in envelopes and boxes. Sometimes in a frame lining the wall. Mostly digital, a chaos of folders. Levels of pixelation marking the years like a growth chart as technology advanced. But while the medium is different, the sentiment remains the same.