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My Soul In Negatives
…I wanted others to feel my very soul in photography. Cut up film negative or burnt photographs it didn’t matter. All that mattered was a self-portraitinfliction of my own feelings those around me, both the audience and those in the pictures, of how I felt at the time. Perhaps a snapshot of my mind at the time I wanted someone to know or relate to how I was feeling whilst not realising how I was going about it..
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