This gravestone makes one reflect on whether its miniature size is due to it commemorating a child (measure for measure, that is), whether it was kept by a sidetable or a table in the home of the child’s parents after his death, or whether it was a traveling object meant for the heart-broken parents to take their deceased child with them when on the move. A meta reflection on the relationship between photography and death is also suggested for all that we see represented in a picture necessarily belongs to the past yet we feel its presence, an emotional wounding to the subject represented. That’s what is commonly known as ‘punctum’. There is no such thing as reality and photography is a sublime example of everything being a projection.