I once found a photo of my mother as a young woman while I was trying to find photos of myself as a child. I was struck by how similar we looked – the structure and shape of our faces, the positioning of our hair and our facial features. I wondered what a colourised version of the photo would look like. When I mentioned this to my mother, she brushed it off. “Out of the two of you, you were always the one who looked more like me,” she said.