Tim Barrus Blog
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ChinaTown ChinaTown
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It’s about the money. Everyone has their bugabuga religion. What happens to speech. Speech here. Speech there. I want to know about speech in Russia, the DRC, what happened in France, les confréries de la langue, what is speech in Japan. I hesitate to use the term Free Speech anywhere.…
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It Is All A Blur
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The wild waters of this roar are made in the fortitude of salt. Just salt. Miles and miles of salt. Mountains of salt. And the bones that fell there. – Tim Barrus
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Dirt Bike Town
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Proof of Endurance
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CPR
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I would not be worth – all of this – high action traction where the arch of the story itself could explode from pure adrenaline. That tone from word one to the end, lightem up, up, up. Litem up, up, up. I am glad people can coordinate and go for…
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Tim Barrus and the New York Times
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“Sometimes my stuff gives aperture as a leakage another good name.
Or. An identity. Often, I am not looking in a straightforward way at my subject’s eyes.
Eyes insinuate a relationship. Relationships will hurt you.
If I am using x-rayy technology, I am the one who manages where the eyes…
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Xrayy Photography Has Me By the Balls
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I do defy but by degrees most photos from the past but the past of what is another dimension and this one would be filled with light. Despite being quite a step forward in artificial lighting
development, the early chemicals used in photography were harsh and could only turn out…
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Year of the Hyena: Gay Soldiers in Vietnam
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Year of the Hyena, a Novel by Tim Barrus
Gay Soldiers in Vietnam
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Blue Ridge Baby
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Revenge has a few things to hang doubt upon. – Tim Barrus
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That These Vaults, too, Should Crack
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The weight of this sad time, and sing, and tell old tales we can do this. We can do more than just endure.
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Appalachia Kicks
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I live in Appalachia. Supposedly, this, too, is North Carolina. I live here because it’s cheap. Economics is the great leveler. I eat what I can grow. Why is that supposed to be a humiliation. This is the land of No One Makes Much Around Here Anyway. We are not…