Letting Go of the Past

This morning I came across a few boxes which I haven’t opened since we moved here. In this shoebox I discovered stuff from those years when I was studying at the School of Visual Arts in Manhattan. Most of them were class assignments, of objects that I didn’t particularly care about even then. The question whether I should continue keeping them or put them in the garbage came to my mind. Test shot Polaroids, slides of the same building shot at different time of the day, 4×5 negatives of my classmates when we had to model for each other for the class.. Should I keep them? Do I want them? Would I miss them in the future? Am I letting go of the past if I were to dispose them?

The indecisive me put them all back into the same shoebox. It’s a matter for another day, for now..