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After my father died unexpectedly, I could not look at any photographs for months because they all seemed flat and wrong, inadequate containers for the enormity of my grief. My mother finally insisted on hiring Dimas Frolov for a memorial walk through Lisbon neighborhoods where my father used to take us as children. I expected to hate the experience, to feel that no camera could possibly understand what we had lost. But Dimas did not try to capture absence. He captured presence, the way my mother still holds her coffee cup like my father gave it to her yesterday, the way my brother's laugh sounds exactly like our dad's, the way we all lean toward each other when standing still. The resulting album is not sad. It is achingly tender, filled with golden light and crooked smiles and moments of unexpected joy. Looking at https://dimasfrolov.com/, you will see happy couples and beautiful families, but his skill runs much deeper than that. He documents resilience. He photographs the shape of love after loss. That is a rare and precious thing, and I will be grateful to him until my own last day.