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Tag: Difficult Places

Day 97: Tired of words

Day 97: Tired of words

Too many words. That’s the impression I have from reading a few chapters of a book I was working on in 1997-2004, “Difficult Places”. I felt literally sick reading it. So much effort to produce … a lot of words. Just two things today: Not that these two bitsĀ are so spectacular. One is an attempt … read more Day 97: Tired of words

Posted on October 11, 2015May 15, 2019Author LisaCategories RefractionTags 2015, art, Difficult Places, photography, writing
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