[Poetry] may make us from time to time a little aware of the deeper unnamed feelings which form the substratum of our being, to which we rarely penetrate; for our lives are mostly a constant evasion of ourselves.
Friday, May 18, 2018
Little Japanese Girl
I've kept these two pictures in my darkroom folder for some years, waiting for the right time to pick one of the two and put it up. Our little Japanese girl, Gloria, unawares posed for me while portraying two blooming twigs of a peach tree.