Fotografisch reisverslag van het bezoek van de Stephenson Locomotive Society aan Nederland after 1930

This photo album, commemorating a visit by the Stephenson Locomotive Society to the Netherlands, feels like a real artifact, a little treasure chest of memories. It's the cover I find so affecting. The dark colour and textured surface, it makes me think of worn velvet, something almost regal, yet humble. See the way the light catches on the embossed lines around the edge? It's a subtle detail, but it speaks volumes about care, attention, maybe even love. The word "ALBUM" in gold lettering feels so old-fashioned, it’s beautiful. Thinking about it, an album cover is like the first brushstroke in a painting; it sets the tone, hints at the stories inside. It’s so interesting to consider how we present our memories, what we choose to frame and keep. Like art, memory is messy, incomplete, always changing. It's a bit like Gerhard Richter's blurry photos, suggesting that the past is always slightly out of focus.