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[plasticman111]

The act of photographing people, more often than not, is an experience in invisibility.  While shooting people, I often feel myself to be... for lack of a closer approximation ... invisible.  More precisely I feel as though I operate from within a dimension that while it is extensive with the rest of the world, it is somehow detatched from it

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[ricepeste]

I don't know if you like her, but I saw a used copy of Diane Arbus' biography in a book store the other day. She was apparently a very neurotic person, but managed to pull a lot out of very "difficult" subjects. A friend of mine who's father, Larry Fink, knew her, said that she'd talk to you for a minute, and then just blank out for, like, fifteen seconds. Below the radar, indeed.

[plasticman111]

I'm a fan of arbus... and I think her work can be seen as an avatar of my theory of photo-autism. While everyone else is seeing identities, people and their pet personalities, she seems always to see form and light. The effect is always so alien, and slightly retarded... but in a good way.