The Orchard ODEs #5 of 12
May 2016 – Sebastopol, CA
I photograph others in the attempt to know myself. But there is no there there. We exist outside the frequency of light.
Each morning I stare at a face in the mirror. I strain to see through to the being beneath the reflection. I look and I look but who I am is not there. I cannot see myself with eyes.
And I can’t see Amy. Not with a camera. Not here. This is not her vanity at work it is mine. I am the image-taker. I am the collector of faces and light. Am I getting closer to an understanding of my self?
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