My London

I cannot take photographs of my past life in London. That life, and that London, are gone. I cannot turn to old photographs for memory stimulation. Such photographs are hard to find or non-existent. Instead, I have taken photographs of the locations I remember, however different they are or seem to be from my memories.

My intention is that these photographs are the basis for my reveries, so that I can be spurred, through that process, to the retrieval and retention of my fading or destroyed memories