At a certain point this week I was running my thumb over photos on my phone. Terrible year, I'd been thinking, terrible. Terrible! And yet there were vivid trees, lightstruck shots of the sea, and faces (friends, strangers, me) that looked, well, awake, present--and dare I say, happy? Happy in our dailiness. So this is why we make representations. This is why we put a frame around things. How else could we see otherwise?
Happy New Year to all.