It's a poor sort of memory that only works backwards
Sometimes when you try to remember a certain person you've met, the only thing you remember is the very first sight of them. And you try to hold on to that picture and you keep it in your head until you go blind, and the nose change place with the ear, so I tried to draw her before she'd turn into a deformed person "Is it true what I heard about the Son of God? Did he come to save? Did he come at all? And if I dried his feet, with my dirty hair, would he make me clean again?"