To support my work is never easy. A Fav is a favorite. Some photographs come back to me. Standing still behind the glass. From memory, a wound of sorrows. The beggary of love for it. A Fav will borrow the night of knives, and desire whose grief stretches to be rid of it. Your favorites might be different. From mine. We are not required to share all things. And I do not feel obligated to fix stuff that cannot be fixed. I do not represent a community. This is stuff I like. Photography might give me my rage against the machine. The analogies are to art. It's Different. It Is Not a Sin. Different is Okay. I crewed a tall sailing ship. You focused your Xrayy eyes on things like lashing the main mast down because you smell a storm.
I would like to thank all the people who have supported my work. Or it would not exist.
— tim barrus--
