It doesn’t seem like a freezing of life, but of—it’s like taking the shape of that moment, of what’s happening, and making something else out of it. It’s not frozen. Sometimes people freeze moments of life and they become memories. That’s one kind of way of doing it. I keep hoping that when I do a picture that it has its own life, it really has nothing to do with that moment. It’s not something frozen. It’s the echo of that time. And what’s on that piece of paper has its own life. Which is very different from the life that was in that moment in which the picture was taken. . . . In the end it
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