"A photograph is not only an image (as a painting is an image), an interpretation of the real; it is also a trace, something directly stencilled off the real, like a footprint or a death mask."
Susan Sontag (1933- ); in New York Review of Books 23June, 1977
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Flights of Fantasy
When wings do fail to carry the body to
the height of ecstasy, imagination does the work. Even with the wings folded,
the moth--and so can we all--travels far and wide, and feed on the freshest
colours of exquisite joy that fancy alone gives birth to.
Very few insects are perhaps more beautiful than the
butterflies. The wings with all their colourful patterns do cast a magical
spell on the eyes that see them. When the early-morning dews cling to them they
look colourfully decked in exquisite pearls, and who can then fail to look at
them admiringly? File size: 3.30mb