ํํ : 155 x 215 mm
๊ตฌ์ฑ : Hardcover
ํ์ด์ง : 192
์ถํ์ฌ : Multipress
์ถํ๋ ๋ : 2018
ISBN 978-82-92224-39-7
“Mariken!” he calls, aiming his lens at me. Fixing me in a formulated phrase.
My Daddy, always with his camera. As an anthropologist, as a hobby photographer, as a family man, documenting our lives. Boxes upon boxes. Archives of slides. I have searched through them, gathering photos of me and of them; people and things he photographed. I have woven these images together with my own documentation of objects from my childhood, carefully selected from filled cardboard boxes in my mother’s attic. My sister and I spent weeks clearing it out after she died.
“Mariken!” he calls, aiming his lens at me. Fixing me in a formulated phrase.
My Daddy, always with his camera. As an anthropologist, as a hobby photographer, as a family man, documenting our lives. Boxes upon boxes. Archives of slides. I have searched through them, gathering photos of me and of them; people and things he photographed. I have woven these images together with my own documentation of objects from my childhood, carefully selected from filled cardboard boxes in my mother’s attic. My sister and I spent weeks clearing it out after she died.