My Passions Have Never Jumped

The Ninety Percent Of Human Experience That Does Not Fit Into Established Narrative Patterns Falls Into Oblivion.

To Confer Dignity, Forgive. To Express Contempt, Forget.

People Believe That Photographs Are True And Therefore Cannot Be Art.

After Desolation, Grief Brings Back Our Humanity.

Looking Backward At What Has Been Lost, I Feel Sad, Then Indifferent, And At Last Relieved.