--- frank theriault <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> wrote:
> Here's the original scan:
>
> http://www.photo.net/photodb/photo?photo_id=2188556
...
> Rather ironic that Lasse should dig that one up and show it today, as
> it was on the streetcar ride home from that party that I took Queen
> Street Car, 3:30am that you saw earlier today or last night. How
> weird is that?
Hey, Frank, still not weird enough for me! Larf!
I haven't worked it all out in my head yet, so this may sound
disjointed, but I see photography as freezing these moments in our
lives, allowing us to more intensely reflect upon all the bits and
pieces and ambiguities of reality. I am halfway through Proust -- a
multi-year project, by the way! -- and he said that reality is not real
until we remember it. At the time we experience something, it is just
a fleeting moment, whizzing by and usually forgotten, and it is only
through recalling those moments that they become real to us. Which
just about summarizes _In Search of Lost Time_.
Or something like that. I know, ponderous stuff for early Sunday
morning. Makes my brain hurt.
*>UncaMikey
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