The paths have many memories and the memory has many paths.
I think this is true because I have many good memories of the paths that I have gone through in my life and my memory goes through several paths. My memories of these places, people and objects that were part of my imagination, of my past follow different paths. These memories are dear to me for several reasons or ways.
As Boris Kossoy has already written (IN: Realities and fictions in the photographic plot. Editorial Studio. 4th edition. São Paulo. 2009 – in Portuguese): “photography is memory and is confused with it”.


