Tuesday, April 26, 2016

A Critical Observation



hat worn by a woman with no veins.


What is it like to have no veins? Is it a cold existence? With no lines to follow can the course of our life blood have courses to flow? The point made is directed at the menace photographers have become etching out the very lines that distinguish living from pretense. - Gregory E. Woods, Keeper of Stories 4.25.16

 

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