The art of losing Love
Masahisa Fukase
It must be difficult to live with a photographer.
First, you must think you're eternally being spied upon, trying to be caught unawares, that an eye waiting to catch the true-true-you is always present, and always watching. It is only later that you realize that it isn't your essence that the photographer is trying to capture and distill truth from, it's theirs. That each image pointed at you is really just a sublimated view of themselves, and that what they project when they point and click in your general direction is really just a reflection back of self, sometimes twisted and sometimes upside-down.
