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Sticky Glue Stick

Sticky Glue Stick An SLR camera shutter clicks shut, sticks then opens: at a designated shutter speed. The subject is caught and the camera’s quick: like a frog unfurling its tongue to snag a wary fly, with its sticky tongue. The subject is not: sensational or outrageous -not sticky eye candy, not the addictive modern fare, not titillating, not irresistible. Tight knit. A “modern family” unit sits close, huddled in transparent body lingo- revealing hints, though open to translation. Wait longer than usual to process, then stick pics with glue sticks to photo album pages. Arrange them across and down like inked in crossword puzzle solutions -diptychs, triptychs, family trips etc. chronologies mark lifespan arcs. Baby pics, the grandparents, the unsuspecting… Fill to the end. Close the album. Shut. Then revisit, with more pics, and stick them inside.

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