A lapsed artist, former retail visual merchandiser, now retired museum collections technician & mount fabricator with a slightly more than passing interest in photography…
"That’s what magic is, of course. Something that looks ordinary until it isn’t. Nothing but a hat, until a rabbit comes out of it. Meaning where you didn’t think to look, until you did. A miracle no one else can see, but you."
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I miss my old town in NY when I see pics like this.
I always forget that you have a past back here in the East…
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