Chess, a game usually seen played between father and son. At the heart of this activity, however, is the relationship that stems from the two. Yet, over time this bond may either grow or wither; for the most part the latter. Accumulating dust over the years, not only have the chess board and pieces become a Relic, but also the memories and sense of youth that came with them. I myself have fallen victim to this act, storing away much more than marble figurines, including past regrets, recollections, and possible remedies to ongoing tensions. And for what; to simply give the response I’m too busy? In this day and age, with everything moving by so quickly, there is no time for such a mindset. Though, the thing about Relics is that, while it can be a remembrance of the past, it also refers to something from an earlier period, but that has survived into the present; and therefore, can be polished again, only this time it will be maintained and developed further. If you do find yourself in one of these pictures and would like to have it taken down for personal reasons, please comment and I’ll be happy to do so.