In 1987, I attended the Whitney Biennial. I was so taken with the salon-style installation of Bruce Weber’s photographs that I went back to see the exhibition three more times. After my last visit, I decided I wanted to own some of his pictures so I could live with them every day. Those were the first photographs I bought, and I still love looking at them.
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