nd ~，ho was that?
There s always someone nobody remembers. In tile group
photograph only those who have become prominent or infamous
or whose faces may Ire trace(l hack through experiences lived in
common occupy tha! space and time， flattened glossily.
~/ho could it haw~ heen? The dangling hands and the pair
of fl et neatly aligned for the camera， the half-smile of profile
turned to the personage who was to het ome the centre of the
i)r(?sr，.rve(l tllOlllt~lrt， the single image dcvehrl. .d lo a highe，\" i，，-
tensity: on the edge of this focus there s an appendage， might as
well trim it off hecause， in tile rec~，gnition and specific n，emorv
the photograpll arouses， the peril)heral figure was never present.
But if someone were to come along--wait! and recognize
the one ~hom nobody remembers， immediately another reading
，d lhc Idlotograph would be d，weloped. Something else， some
，，ther ，，，caning wouhl Ire there， the l. esence of what was taken
~m. along the wa.~， then. Something secret， pcrhal:~S. Caught so
insignitlcantly.
~r ~\" l ~ I Stark， la~vc， -trained and with the imp，，lse to order
Ihat hrings tidiness ~ith ageing， came upon a photograph she
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