What do we remember when we remember us?
What is the role of the family album in the digital age? Where do we preserve the family history in a time where the physical image is disappearing from our homes and hard to find in our drives?
Isn’t a family album a fiction that we would like to see fulfilled?
Since 2006, during the pregnancy of my first daughter, I have been putting together several volumes of my family history.
At the moment I have 7 moleskine notebooks filled with tranfers from Fuji instant film (discontinued in 2016).
This is a selection of some pages.