Often when i’m exploring old households i stumble upon old photos of former residents and their families. Old memories that just never made it to the next generation, or maybe the memories just stopped being memories right there, in that house, with no one to inherit them. With no one to say “That’s my grandpa’s grandpa beside that house where my father grew up”. Sometimes i find these photos framed, in photo albums or just laying about. Sometimes I’ve even found old undeveloped film in old cameras.
Memories all left for themselves.
Memories again.
Fascinerad utav hur dessa relativt nytagna foton hamnar i obebodda gamla hus etc. som de ovan. Vad har du för teori om de du funnit?