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Last Tuesday, rain lashed against my studio window as I sifted through digital relics of my childhood. There it was - a 2003 birthday snapshot, barely 300 pixels wide, where Grandma's hands blurred into frosting smears as she presented my cake. That image haunted me for weeks after her funeral, a ghost trapped in low-resolution purgatory. Every enlargement attempt murdered details: GIMP turned her lace collar into abstract expressionism, online tools transformed her smile into a cubist nightmare