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Seeing Things
Jeff's pictures and captions.
Friday, June 25, 2010
This dance needs no band, no lyrics, no occasion
This dance only needs water sun and skin to kick tempo, to count off a bob and weave between the ripples. Something more ancient than any ceremony quickens him, and we know it too.
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Looking for the world, looking after the world, looking with the world.
"Seeing Things" usually means hallucinating. To me it means looking closely, and seeing stories or possibilities, not just appearances.
I use photography to help me look
with
the world, to let the world reveal itself, and enrich my sense of it continually.
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