In Washington DC two days before Thanksgiving (ten minutes before looking at my watch and making a mad dash for the train station), I saw a collection of photos at the Hirshhorn, “Geographical Analogies” by French photographer Cyprien Gaillard.
They’re Polaroids. Squares of wall or plant or architectural corner—mostly texture or shape, though sometimes scrawled graffiti or a word appears—arranged in diamonds of four or eight.
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As the dark and the cold continue to seep through my leaky windows, I have finally accepted that it will be winter in Colorado for another three months. I’m making the best of it. Sinking into books and soup pots and down comforters and films.
This week, my online and library explorations have uncovered the unusual lives of three women.
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