I was fascinated the first time I saw the last image of him that was captured. In the photograph a body laying motionless and all visage concealed beneath a table shook me. I don't know if I can describe the urge that rose within me. I felt that it was important to be attentive to his words. That faceless frame had a voice and I wanted to hear all that it had to say.
This month many mourn his loss again but I'd like to celebrate the work in which a piece of him lives on.