We think that everything happens in the "blink of an eye", or "in a heartbeat", and that the camera catches those moments in time--stops the motion, preserves the instant. But yet, I think it does not. A photograph only continues the present, the idea. It takes time for the eye to see and longer for the brain to process; and for as many images which our brain can bring to the foreground, there are many more behind the scenes--brief "brainprints" I call them, or déjà vu--which return to us in dreams, or prayers, or song. These recurring photographs are memento mori--they remind us that we must die, and that is why they can be so powerful. They speak to us on multiple layers--appear and reappear in many different forms.