Moments before I took this picture the women with the book was glaring at girl who was shamelessly putting on her make-up. The lady with the scarf was hard asleep and the guy was staring off into the same general direction.
What a strange vintage we are. Constantly needing to photograph each thing, each moment. What other species demands to self archive everything? The same information, experiences, places visually captured over and over again. What do we expect to learn from it; from taking a picture of it all?
Jan 28, 2010
The Train
Moments before I took this picture the women with the book was glaring at girl who was shamelessly putting on her make-up. The lady with the scarf was hard asleep and the guy was staring off into the same general direction.
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