My Uncle Michael died of complications due to AIDS in 2012. I never had the opportunity to connect with him or grow up with him still around. I met him once when I was much younger, and I have a vivid memory of it. The one photo I have with him, myself, and my brother, I do not remember. What does it mean to know people who are supposed to be important in your life, only through photos?

I am not sure, but archives help us get a little closer.

Archival Images, Color Digital Negatives, Chromogenic Prints, Bleach, & Sharpie, 2021

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