A strange thing happens when you look at enough of someone’s work at once. Not one painting. Not one essay. Not one photograph. Years of it. You begin noticing that people do not reinvent themselves as completely as they believe they do. A writer changes style entirely but keeps constructing the same emotional distance between subjects. A painter abandons portraiture only to rebuild the human figure through abstraction. A photographer spends a decade documenting empty spaces before realizing ...

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