People. Moments. Photographs. Memories.
Photographs bring back memories of people in your life—people you love, you have loved, you have learned to love, and you have not intended to love.
Photographs bring back memories of moments in your life—moving, funny, carefree, heart-warming, and inspiring.
Staring at photographs make you feel connected to someone and something from your past.
I collect photographs. I collect memories. I carry them with me, literally.
Back in the days when our mobile phones have no ability to capture and save photographs, it has been my habitual practice to fill in my wallet a.k.a. my mini photo album with photographs—group studio pictures, 1×1 identification photos of family, friends and crushes (wallet sized-photos of my celebrity crushes and stolen shots of my high school crushes). Yes, my wallet’s multi-purposefulness was 80% photo album and 20% money-holder. It was uncomfortably thick which may attract unwanted attention of purse-snatchers. But it was comfortably fulfilling.
I had been posting photo collage in my bedroom wall before; that was prior to my habitual publishing of photos to my Facebook wall now. I had been giving copies of a single image to family and friends with a dedication on the back; that was prior to my habitual tagging of friends in photos posted on my Facebook account.
I had been inserting photos in my organizer book, notebooks.
I had been keeping pieces of film, negatives, and printed photographs.
My printed collection of photos has filled up three (18x14x12) medium sized moving boxes. I only realized that when I had to pack all my things up before we move here. I wanted to carry them all with me and stay connected. But I only had to pick VERY FEW and fit them in a small envelope. I inserted some in my wallet.
These photos take me back to my old home, to my old self.
I would love to share these photos with you.
Let’s forget photo quality and focus more on the photo translations. The quality may not be excellent but they are memorable, worth-keeping, and worth-sharing.
Ok, here they are—people, moments, memories, and printed photographs.
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