Volume: 3
An abuse of photography before the web.
The picture did, in fact, lead to a story about the woman, the camera operator and the agent who laid the pictures in the street, how it all happened and their histories providing a vision of humanity on one random afternoon of exercise. But I'll not tell it. It's not original. It is being told a million times a day in the neglect of our youth. It can be seen on the faces of the uneducated masses, whether they are on the street or in the news, in their violence or in their sadness, or as a giant, solitary, red winking eye of ignorance, in a picture on a street inside the white line that marks a bicycle lane rising for no reason up a long hill that overlooks the ocean.