The photograph touches me if I withdraw it from its usual blah-blah: "Technique," "Reality," "Reportage", "Art," etc.: to say nothing, to shut my eyes, to allow the detail to rise of its own accord into affective consciousness.
The photograph touches me if I withdraw it from its usual blah-blah: "Technique," "Reality," "Reportage", "Art," etc.: to say nothing, to shut my eyes, to allow the detail to rise of its own accord into affective consciousness.
