And if a day goes by without my doing something related to photography, it's as though I've neglected something essential to my existence, as though I had forgotten to wake up. I know that the accident of my being a photographer has made my life possible.
Richard Avedon, 1970
yes.
Accident indeed.
Thank you Mr. Avedon.
you've manged to lift the veil of confusion from the purpose of my life.
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