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I am stymied. I have a cold and my eye is still flashing and blurry, and I do not take infirmities well at all. I only wish to dull my senses. Life should be vivid; illness should be narcotized.
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I have yet to take a photograph this year but for the snapshots of the eclipse. I lack drive, am uninspired. A talented young photographer has written to me wondering what to do when he feels he is doing the same thing again and again and doesn't feel artistic growth.
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I am honored by the question and offer advice, but I am shamed by it all as well feeling experientially unqualified to provide more than a rhetorical answer.
Here are some photographs I bought at an antique store, tintypes. I love portraits, the shape of the face, the cast of the eyes, the story of the body. All portraits seem mythical to me. I want to make myths.
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