I listened to the audio tape of Manuel Gehring the other day, taking in his descriptions of the grave site where he buried his two children. Details like the height of the grass, how certain flowers caught his eye, a water pump. This idea of a missing gravesite disturbs me - that finding a hole carved into the earth can hold the key to finding the lost children. It reminds of other cases, when experts were called in to examine landscapes and interior decorations in order to pinpoint the location a photo was snapped. We search in the negative space.
I wrote about this for a long time yesterday, but these are notes I will keep private for now (with the exception of the bit above.) More later.