February 24, 2010


I oggled a copy of William Eggleston's Paris at a museum in Gothenburg, and have been thinking of it ever since. It's not really the Eggleston I know and love, but I can't help but admire the brash 80sness (yes it's a word) of it all. The Corcoran had a great Eggleston exhibit last year that I enjoyed immensely. His particular brand of Americana resonates so much more strongly now that I am abroad.

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