I was always captivated by old family's photographs. As a child, I was mainly focused on the aspect how we looked like and where the photo was taken. Today, I am really glad that I can see the people who passed away in the photograph. It is a form of memory, precise memory I would say because the image in our mind is not so precise. Maybe "precise" is not the right word, is not physically present, just a thought, an individual image which we can not print on paper. The photograph we can show to anybody else, we can share the memories, one of the photography's great feature.
The digital revolution killed the printed photography. I let to print my photographs in 2010. Now I have a digital photo book in Adobe's Lightroom. The searching box of photos is amazing, you can put the pictures next to each other, and you can let your mind to tell a story, recall memories. It is great to have a digital store on our computers, but the real present and freedom of a photograph hold in hand have its own miracle which a screen of our PC has not.
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