Most of us end up going through old family photos from time to time, often when a loved one passes, or when we move into a new house and need to consolidate. I came across this image of Mount Fuji a couple of years ago when we relocated. It was taken by my mother sometime in the 1950s, before my parents were married or possibly even knew each other. It was one of the images I felt compelled to digitize. Strange to imagine your parents’s lives from before you existed. What I do remember is that my mom was always fascinated by Asian art. It is interesting to think about how early life experiences can shape our sense of the world.
