Change is a measure of time and, in the autumn, time seems speeded up. What was is not and never again will be; what is is change.
Edwin Teale
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"All photographs are memento mori. To take a photograph is to participate in another person’s (or thing’s) mortality, vulnerability, mutability. Precisely by slicing out this moment and freezing it, all photographs testify to time’s relentless melt."— Susan Sontag
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4 comments:
I love this post! Very artsy! Quote is sad but true.
What Jane said!!!!!
Thanks! :)
What Jane said too! :0)
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