Dad was in Egypt just after the end of World War II, 1946 – 1947. Some of his photographs were in an album, and others kept neatly in Craven ‘A’ cigarette tins. I am not sure what camera he was using, but the negatives that remain were 120 film. Sorting through his work, one of his areas of interest was …
And When I am Formulated, Sprawling on a Pin
And I have known the eyes already, known them all, The eyes that fix you in a formulated phrase, And when I am formulated, sprawling on a pin, And I am pinned and wriggling on the wall, Then how should I begin? T S Eliot, 1915, The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock Susan Sontag (1977: 155) accuses photography of being …
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