Diane Arbus

as fotos de Arbus fazem nos pensar no sentido do real, do belo e do feio, do glamour e do bizarro.

Alison Brady

Park

I'm up in the woods
I'm down on my mind
I'm building a still
to slow down the time.

Why would he come back through the park
You thought that you saw him, but no you did not
Who can be sure of anything through
The distance that keeps you from knowing truth

Why would he think, the boy could become
The man who could make you sure he was the one
The one...
My one...

Elinor Caruso

Elinor Caruso - Closer