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013 Monday 19th January 2004

This instrument still feels like a robot eye, i can't judge depth of field or the duration of exposure - its auto all the way. A cheap camera and nothing to hide behind, i like that. The blurr is a fracture of sorts, a discontinuity from the normally synchronised world of appearance.

 

liverpool 2004

 

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