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The photograph holds an energy unlike any other form of art. The photograph shows truth in lying eyes, love through pain, it can show you something you've never seen before. I find photography to be the most intimate of my atristic medias. Every photo I take burns itself into my memory, reminding me of where I've been and wonering about the places I will go. The photograph... is love.
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