This isn't a particularly well done picture, but it illustrates a point that is worth exploring here... What is it about pictures that we connect with on such a deep level? I hear stories about people running into burning houses to save their pictures. Many people are concerned about losing their pictures when their computers crash. Sting wrote a beautiful song during the Pinochet regime about women dancing alone in the streets with pictures of politically murdered husbands, fathers and sons pinned to their dresses. So, I ask once again... What is it about pictures that touch us, move us, hurt us, and/or help us get through our lives?
A woman touches a photograph of Cuba's President Fidel Castro during a three-day colloquium entitled "Memory and Future: Cuba and Fidel" at the Convention Palace in Havana November 29.