04th Aug 2019

“she is an orphan, in spirit and actually; she is stained, and illuminated by, the stigmata of orphan-thinking: while trusting no one, not very much, she labors like a fieldhand to please everybody, she wants to make of each of us an affectionate protector, and consequently we, her audience, are flattered, pitying, aroused.” — Truman Capote • Observations: Photographs by Richard Avedon

by Bob Beerman, 1953


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