It was the title of one of Marcel Proust's great works.

A friend of mine who is also a psychiatrist told me that one of the great tools in psycho-therapy is helping patients go back and summon up the remembrance of the most beautiful, meaningful and warmest times in their life. To relive them again in the mind...this is, of course, one of the many uses of memory beyond its use as a survival tool.

<잃어버린 시간을 찾아서> 마르셀 푸루스트.

 나의 친구 정신과 의사 이야기.정신과 치료에서 환자에게 가장 좋은 방법은 그들을 과거로 가게하여, 과거에 아름답고,의미있었고, 따뜻했던 기억들을 회상 시키는 것이다. 마음으로 그들을 다시 회생케 하는 일.  인간 생존의 수단으로 과거의 기억을 되살리는.

I often use photos in this manner. To transport me to places and times that were most dear to me. In the midst of blizzards I dream of spring. In the midst of great turbulence in life I turn to the setting sun on the west shores of Kona. A few miles from where I took this photo the March Japan Tsunami caused about $10 million in damages to homes on the west shore of Kon* near Captain Cook. It barely made the headlines.

Without photos, moments are lost forever...like tears in rain.