My son, Riechter Von Sanchez, is considering studying photography. My only advice to him was to start carrying a camera with him at all times because you never know what you're going to stumble upon. Lord knows there's stuff everywhere, the world is cluttered with any manner of wonder. So, I said, oozing wisdom like an infected wound, get accustomed to having a camera attached to your person. Walk with it, eat with it, sleep with it, zip-loc seal it if you take it in the shower.
After all that, he shot a roll of pictures of the cat, sleeping. Not that there's anything wrong with that. I mean, I've seen worse, and more boring, at the Warhol.
Tuesday, October 9, 2007
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