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Picture This

Picture this World famous photographer Or maybe not Anyway, illusion of being one Picture this Shuts himself inside a darkroom Most of sixty three years Breathing Ferric Chloride Picture this Dangerously alone Loving his life Creating fantastical photographs Killing himself in the best way possible Enjoying his art daily

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Panagiota Romios

Date: 3/20/2019 7:13:00 AM

Caren~ my daughter chides me on having no filter. I think it's glorious you do not! It does cost socially, at times, not to have one. And~ big deal. Life as a popularity contest? I will pass! Being disingenuous is poison for me. I do what I love. Love, Panagiota

Caren Krutsinger
Date: 3/20/2019 9:28:00 AM

Thank you for your lovely comment, my friend. Filters are for fearful; we are certainly not fearful!

M. L. Kiser

Date: 3/20/2019 12:08:00 AM

I think that a lot of people would rather die doing what they love rather than to live boring lives. I suppose if one feels that way; I'll just wish them well.

Caren Krutsinger
Date: 3/20/2019 2:22:00 AM

I feel that way. I am waving my hand here.

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 3/19/2019 7:09:00 PM

I am not sure what that chemical is, but gosh you know a lot of interesting stories, Caren!! This was fascinating.

Caren Krutsinger
Date: 3/19/2019 10:03:00 PM

Thank you Andrea. Here is my secret. I have no filter, and I talk to strangers, riling them up so they will give me all of their stories. Then I sit back and take mental notes, listening avidly, which delights most of them. So far I have been lucky and have not run into the wrong kind of stranger.