
I've started printing some of the color panoramics from Venice. They startle me. Venice has, since the trip, become a black and white city. I have passed through that interval between the end of a trip and before I have seen the photos, where the memories of the experience are stronger than the presence of the photographs from it. The photographs are beginning to subsume that memory. Susan Sontag would have had some trenchant commentary about this state.
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