Submitted by Sir Joshua, Mar 1, 2007 07:31

I was once at an auction preview of dog paintings and passingly, yet poinantly said to the friend I was with, but they are all dead now. An older woman who was near us burst into tears. What I had passingly commented on had cut into her heart.

We live in an age indundated with images. So inundated that they wash over us like pond water on a ducks back. Oh what photography has done for posterity. The tragedy is when we can't put a name to a face. We only go on existing on earth, after death, if our image and name is remembered. These people are mostly gone, but not forgotten. We have their images in the most poignant universal memory we can. that of a civilization.

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