In 1998 I went into the bathroom next to the office at my new job. I
flicked on the light and looked up to find this photograph hanging on
the wall. The frame's glass broke leaving only the frame and it's print
but I begged them to sell it to me. They did and it has hung in every
home I've lived in since then.
It reminds me of a
Smiths song: dismal, beautiful, comforting and incredibly melancholy. Thanks to
As the Clever Crow Flies,
I found this picture of the photograph and discovered that Edwin Smith
has a collection of his work available in print. Yay! I'm off to
Amazon!
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