with the agony that is Louis Faurer's under appreciation.
I want to embody that type of melancholy artistry;
that's the type of photographer I'd give my life to be.
a tragic, yet intriguingly beautiful aspect about artists is the ones that do not live to see recognition
even more tragic, intriguing, and beautiful is the ones who die with their talent yet continue to lack proper appreciation.
the heartbreaking thing is that I have the cynicism, just not the motivation.
I'm having trouble finding any motivation nowadays.
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Saturday, September 19, 2009
I'm so in love
Labels:
art,
artists,
city life,
louis faurer,
photograph,
photography,
urban,
vintage
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