Memory

00h47 Thursday
22nd June
2006 (permalink)

This photograph contains in it, about 28 years of my life, and probably 40 years of my family. Every single object in this photograph has history, wrapped in memory.

Every member of my family knows this kitchen, every single one of them has had food made in this kitchen. My trials and tribulations start here. I am who I am, because of this kitchen, her kitchen, my grandmother.

With that, I shall return. I am taking a break for a few weeks (maybe a month).

Life.