and I am a child again, begging on the threshold of eternity

October 8, 2012 § Leave a comment

Gentle murmurings in a foreign language, crinkling packaging, meticulous descriptions of folding towels or the feigned administration of eye exams bypass the defense of interpretation to become sacramental. To call this relaxation is to underplay its uncanny intensity.  read more

PHOTOGRAPH: Glen Bowman

 

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