We wear portraits and mingle among other portraits. It is through the presence of the quasi-invisible photographer that the phenomenon of an appearing self will become apparent. The mise en scène of the display turns anonymous faces in a crowd into a poetic statement. Here, photography suggests an internal possibility where monologue and dialogue become confounded. These faces on the wall are caught in the midst of a motionless drama, a silent play in a dark corner of the world.
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"And you leave your face unattended"
"All of this must seem abstract"
"A short black flash"
"And you'll promise it to me"