What I'm Trying To Describe Is That

It Gets To Seem As If Way Back In The Garden Of Eden After The Fall, Adam And Eve Had Begged The Lord To Forgive Them And He, In His Boundless Exasperation, Had Said, "all Right, Then. Stay. Stay In The Garden. Get Civilized. Procreate. Muck It Up." And They Did.

It Would Be Beautiful To Photograph The Winners Of Everything From Nobel To Booby Prize, Clutching Trophy, Or Money Or Certificate, Solemn Or Smiling Or Tear Stained Or Bloody, On The Precarious Pinnacle Of The Human Landscape.

I Don't Know What Good Composition Is.... Sometimes For Me Composition Has To Do With A Certain Brightness Or A Certain Coming To Restness And Other Times It Has To Do With Funny Mistakes. There's A Kind Of Rightness And Wrongness And Sometimes I Like Rightness And Sometimes I Like Wrongness.

Regardless Of How You Feel Inside, Always Try To Look Like A Winner. Even If You Are Behind, A Sustained Look Of Control And Confidence Can Give You A Mental Edge That Results In Victory.

What I'm Trying To Describe Is That It's Impossible To Get Out Of Your Skin Into Somebody Else's.... That Somebody Else's Tragedy Is Not The Same As Your Own.