NYC Journal 30

I started to write something here about photography and solipsisms and the idea of breaching that cusp that divides that which we can mutter and that which leaves us mute. B/c, I was thinking, don’t we all long for that moment when that insatiable pursuit to know is, briefly, assuaged? Then, painfully aware that my ardor more often than not belies my reason, and also recognizing that epiphanies usurp us, not the other way around, I thought it best to just try and post some decent pictures:


photo: © Graeme Mitchell, 2007.


photo: © Graeme Mitchell, 2007.


photo: © Graeme Mitchell, 2007.


photo: © Graeme Mitchell, 2007.


photo: © Graeme Mitchell, 2007.


photo: © Graeme Mitchell, 2007.


photo: © Graeme Mitchell, 2007.


photo: © Graeme Mitchell, 2007.

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