Poem: The Photographs We Take Are Always Of The View Once The Mountain Is Climbed, Never The Gateways You Walked Through Along The Way
The flamenco guitar of Ottmar Liebert used to be the tonic. Now it seems so laughable. Twee. Nothing wrong
with it – just too clean I guess, and I looked further, listened deeper, found more. When looking back to
where we have been and thinking about how we arrived at where we are now, the photo albums
will only show the peaks with their views, never the g…
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