Auden sums up precisely my unease about photography:
"Normally, when one passes someone on the street who is in pain, one either tries to help him, or one simply looks the other way. With a photo there's no human decision; you're not there; you can't turn away; you simply gape. It's a form of voyeurism. "
Paris Review "Writers at Work" interviews, 1972
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an extension of the scattered musings that took place in College Ave. 213
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