Blue Wall Some images register so perfectly in your brain that it feels like they were already there. Most pictures jumble around a bit, stay unsettled, give us too much information; but certain rare ones arrive in just the right shape to plug a specific mental hole, and then finally stop the leak. A hush comes over us when they land. Until recently, I had experienced such pictures only in a personal way: photographs of friends, for example, that appear on the screen and align precisely with who I know them to be. Or sometimes, most powerfully, my phone will display pictures of my daughter taken in a previous era (six months ago) that make me well up. Not all pictures of her do this to me. Just the rare one that seems somehow to match the gap in my memory. These are the moments when photography can seem more real than reality. They say that photographs stop time, but these special ones seem, instead, to repair it, to click into the empty place time had left.…