"The past lives..."

The past lives, through the photos. Memories come to life, dreams come to life. People tell us their stories, their secrets. I try to make them my own I will never succeed...

My parents, my grandparents, their friends and family all became one again. I also traveled these photos in my own way.

Family albums had so many secrets to tell me. I flipped through them. I stayed to see and feel. Trying to read the looks. The moments