How does one scene impress itself on us, so that we remember it better than we should if we were in it? Or rest, just below the surface, present, but unnoticed?
Andrea L. Volpe is an essayist and photographic critic in Cambridge, Massachusetts. She's a recipient of a National Endowment for the Humanities individual fellowship for her work on photography. Her essays have appeared in the New York Times, The Awl, Dame, Afterimage, and the Washington Post Sunday Magazine, and she writes the photography column for Fine Books and Collections magazine. She's at work on Company Town, a collection of essays about Rochester, New York. Her website is andrealvolpe.com. She can be reached on Twitter @andrealvolpe.
