"Smile like a sun, back over time."
I am so fond of you; stranger of the past. I make up your stories from what I can gather. The places you have been, the clothes that you wear, jotted notes on the slides, your face. You are treasure to me. Your lost and forgotten slides are my prized possessions, obsessions and collections from dusty boxes in shop corners and Ebay. "I love you, I love you, I love you. What's your name?" Drunken Butterfly, Sonic Youth