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The Sasse: Where love stories develop between art and viewer | ||||
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"Once photographed, the subject becomes part of the past." —Berenice Abbott I was photographing shapes. White panels curved like the hulls of boats, stacked and turning at a corner, a wall of glass block holding down the edge of the frame. Light doing quiet work on quiet geometry. That was the whole subject. That was enough. I did not know I was making a record. The building is gone now. It stood for thirty-four years, and for all of them it was part of where this city went to stand in front of art. It was younger than my career. Then the machines came, and the corner where I stood stopped existing. Something changed in the photograph when that happened, and I have been trying to name it. The picture did not become better. It became singular. No one can ever see this again except here. What I thought was a study of form turned out to be a farewell, and I never got a vote. Every photograph is like this. We just don't know it yet. The camera cannot tell the difference between a study and an elegy. Time decides that later, without consulting us. Life is constantly changing. People are born and die. Cities come and go. I photograph things I find interesting because they will not be the same at another point in time and space.
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| by: Gene Sasse | |||||
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