This Week In Photography Books: Lynn Saville
I’m sitting in a silent room, over-looking a lilting snowman.
Is there anything more beautiful than a snow-covered field? The sunlight reflects into your eyes, and the blue sky looms above, like an approving grandma.
Perfect.
It’s odd to feel tranquil and safe, in this week when illusions of such phenomena were shattered like the outer layer a frozen puddle, when you crunch it with your boot.
Paris.
Such horror.
As this is an opinion column, it’s hard not to comment on the miserable situation that played out on Friday, November 13. (OMG, I’m only now realizing those assholes …read more
Via: A Photo Editor
