"How foolish of me to believe that it would be that easy. I had confused the appearance of trees and automobiles, and people with a reality itself, and believed that a photograph of these appearances to be a photograph of it. It is a melancholy truth that I will never be able to photograph it and can only fail. I am a reflection photographing other reflections within a reflection. To photograph reality is to photograph nothing." --Duane Michals
Figuring how to tell them without breaking their hearts, knowing that it’s her heart that’s breaking with every moment she’s not saying…she wants out.
