Old Taves Boatyard
Let me offer here a weightier example of this kind of experience.
On one now famous literary moment, Marcel Proust dipped
a madeleine into his tea. The taste of the wafer brought back
floods of memory sufficient to liberate �� la recherche du temps
perdu (Remembrance of Things Past), his seven researches into
time that was lost to him, yet now was never lost.
Obviously, my moment on first encountering George Hirose���s
photographs is not to be compared in intensity or magnitude.
Nonetheless, his prints offered an epiphany. I was brought
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