Breaking up and breaking down...
"Photographs, which fiddle with the scale of the world, themselves get reduced, blown up, cropped, retouched, doctored, tricked out. They age, plagued by the usual ills of paper objects; they disappear; they become valuable, and get bought and sold; they are reproduced. Photographs, which package the world, seem to invite packaging. They are stuck in albums, framed and set on tables, tacked on walls, projected as slides. Newspapers and magazines feature them; cops alphabetize them; museums exhibit them; publishers compile them."
- susan sontag
We are photographs. We make the world what we want it to be. And we let that world shape and mold us. We are what we have made up. Nothing is real nothing is a dream... we just are. If you don't like yourself change. You are the only thing you have any control over. If you know you are a shitty person do something about it.
So fake so alive. I can't grasp anything, and I am holding on to everything I can.
<333 Girly-poo