I had almost forgotten these shots of my aunt taken at her home. At the time I used to compulsively browse on the internet and when I saw whatever I thought would be appropriate for a photoshoot or would inspire me, I would buy it. I had put my hands on this black velvet hat, which reminded me of the Amish. My Aunt Angela had beautiful eyes and a wrinkled skin. That day (we were at hers for lunch) I had asked her to pose for me, for a couple of quick shots. Overcoming her usual shyness, she had accepted to play the role and this is the memory we have.