Re-discovery of old pics...Like archaeological finds of gold.. like seeds that grow into whole memory trees with wild unexpected fruits.
This one for example was from a series of Catarina and her then boyfriend Jeremy. It brings back memories of tennis in early morning amidst the crisp late-August colours of Montreal.
In a bizarre conversation we once had with the Sheenstress about how some people spend their allotted time and then depart but leave no trace of themselves, I remember thinking that Catarina would leave a huge indellible stamp.. a vacuum the size of Champlain bridge..!
What would be a measure of the indelibility (!).. maybe the number of stories we continue to spin around the person..
Hmm.. the undisputed champion and center of flying stories.. Peter Krane !!
