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no w.in
This is Charles Bukowski’s “No Win”
to live in a jungle
where each face is a face of
horror,
where each voice grates,
where bodies walk
without grace,
where only the communion
is between the dead and
the dead.
to live in a place
where empty faces
and common bodies
win
beauty contests.
to live in a place
where being alone
is always better than being
with someone.
to live a lifetime
with just your
fingernails
more real than
the multitudes,
to roll a 7 in hell
with nothing in the
pot,
that’s what this life
is.
untitled self-portrait with polaroid frame.
1002: Seeing the one thing
It's possible that the only thing I've gotten better at in photography is hardening my heart against the second-most interesting thing. How many times did I make that argument to myself?--- "Oh, I can't possibly crop that out---it's so interesting." I used to ask J a lot, "Do you like this photo?" And she would always answer that question, "What's it about?" On the other hand, when I was editing something and she'd walk by and say unprompted, "Oh, that's a good one!", I'd look more closely at the photo, which I had thought was no better than any of the rest of them, and see that the difference was always clarity of composition---there was no question what it was about.
This is such a wonderful picture, I had to share it with all of you.
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Voyeur.ism
Voyeurism
Socio.path
un.titled double exposure
S.kin
Untitled
LTH.P
untitled
Pola.roid
untitled
