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Arbus and the Balloon

Consider the balloon, a bobbing derivative of gravity defied, a plaything modeling its claim of the edge to give the background its sublime due.

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Reverie

Diane Arbus dreams of dissected twins in love while teething on grass.

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Twins

Side by side, dress by dress, stitch by stitch, cuff by cuff, we will respire as echo, endlessly, in the funereal symmetry of one, Diane Arbus.   (Photo by Diane Arbus)

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Diane Arbus

The camera, doesn’t revolt upon you, per se, but its mirror, when reversed, convicts an image which forges your name, if not your identity.     (Photo by Allan Arbus)

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Scarecrow

Sometimes, the inner life of the Scarecrow is modeled on a park bench, where a glyphic repose of crowblack trees levels his brood to mortal dismay in a wizardless world.   (Photo by Diane Arbus)

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