I initially uploaded each of the five photos I took in this moment, thinking I would share with you a bit of my visual process, how I delved (in a matter of seconds) into the extension of the frame, decided what could be left out or what had to be put back in place, why one shape or depth or stretch of the foot attracts me right now more than the other.
But slowly I removed one image, then I removed others, until, finally, I was left with this last photograph.
But slowly I removed one image, then I removed others, until, finally, I was left with this last photograph.
I am still in New York, though I am leaving too soon. Today I developed one roll of film that wasn't from my first day and a half here. I love every centimeter of each negative. However, if any of them are good or not (by my standards, at least), remains to be known. Ask me next year.
I am getting on a plane soon.
I am terrible with good-bye letters, so I always promise to return instead.
To me, what I can say and what I cannot is the totality of my world.
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