Another day for early factory work after a long day and a late night. Bad throat, bad belly, I just wish for the day's end. I want to crawl up into a ball for awhile.
Photography may be the most complicated art. Not technically, but philosophically. What the fuck are we doing when we take a picture? Why do people like them so? Why are they so charged and dangerous? They are, without doubt, the "graven image" we have been warned about. There is little I dislike as much as a mundane photograph.
The New York Times ran an article on Sally Mann today. I have never understood the controversy of her pictures. I still can't. They are a beautiful glimpse into the secret of things. They are, as Diane Arbus said about photography, a "secret about a secret."
In general, I guess, they should just make laws against photography. There shouldn't be any. It is all trouble. All of it. Just make it illegal. If you can't learn to draw. . . .
Here is the article on Mann if you are interested (link).
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