Oct 31, 2017
Proust, Joyce, Woolf and Faulkner all alluded to moments of being; epiphanies of sorts in their fiction. Photography was that; capturing a moment that had our brains realise i am alive right now. Instagram was that; the capturing of a moment and sharing it live. Now; we are ushered into a currated space endorsing someone else’s vision of what ‘should’ be instead of celebrating what ‘is’ - that moment of being; beautiful irrespective of the current criteria. follow4follow likes4fuckinglikes.
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