It was just a simple family photograph dating from 1872, until a detail on a womans hand caught the eye!
The passage of time has a curious way of flattening the edges of human suffering, turning the visceral realities of the past into the sterile curiosities of the present. For decades, a specific sepia-toned photograph dated 1872 sat undisturbed in various archives, an unremarkable relic of the nineteenth century. To the casual observer, it was…