This photo album of Hoorn, Dordrecht, Edam, and other Dutch cities and towns, made by G. Hidderley, is a process of preservation. The exterior is understated, almost blending into the background, like something found in the attic. The green of the cover is muted, a quiet tone, with a palpable texture, and a sense of something hidden beneath the surface. You can tell it has been handled, maybe loved, maybe forgotten. Look at the way the fabric is stretched over the boards, you can feel the history embedded into the object. Think of it like a minimalist Agnes Martin painting, each photograph a moment in time. It’s about memory, how we hold onto things, how things fade. Art reminds us to slow down, to really look. What do you see in this album's cover? What does it remind you of?