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“I am developing new coping mechanisms for lost words and lost negatives, as here for instance: compensate by describing the episode instead. When something is lost, redirect energy, follow the derivé, the chance and flow of what life tosses us, and make something new instead. Remember that I'm often struck by certain passages of descriptive writing, writing that is not about driving home a point but about providing detail, background, setting the scene (it's tempting to call this the stadium of writing). It has a "something from nothing" quality: a pleasurable experience has been had, and no one has paid a price. Remember that writing does not have to be torture (107).”

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Long Life Cool White: Photographs and Essays

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Moyra Davey
Moyra Davey

Moyra Davey is an active contemporary artist known for her unique photographic and video works. Her art often explores themes of identity, memory, and gender, expressing profound reflections on personal and collective history through her creative practice. more

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