I have an Argentine friend who believes in reincarnation. I often tell her that if I was a camel before I was born as Alex (in reality Jorge Alejandro) and I have never remembered that I was a camel or that when I meet my oblivion (she does not believe in that) and I will become a hippo and the hippo does not remember being Alex, I don’t see this as a positive Karl Jaspers’s Existenzphilosophie with any relevance.

Oblivion is what I really believe in. A sampling of that in some way may agree with my friend’s belief in reincarnation. I have no memory of these photographs being taken at a crib in Buenos Aires. No, I was not a camel in that other life. I was this guy. But I don’t remember.