Ephemerally yours

Sometimes I read something that reaches out of the page and touches me between the eyes; the touch vibrates throughout my body as if I were a wire strung between pegs, played by someone with infinitesimally deft skill.

Jeff Ward:

In the winter of 1989 I started experimenting with infrared flash photography. The success I had with it made me stop driving much farther than the local bars. It’s hard for me to date daylight photographs taken after that— they were few and far between. When moving some boxes around today, I stumbled on a box of 3 ½ inch floppies. I haven’t used them in years. I looked and saw that they were the letters that changed everything— private letters that changed my life when they became public…

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