My parents were both born in 1931 and I like to think that the parents of my photographs are born that year. Imagine Hotel Room by Hopper, or Balthus’s Alice, or La danseuse du Gai–Moulin by Simenon, or Fernando Pessoa’s Poesia. My photography has defined believe the period of my life that goes from zero to six years. When I […]
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