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	<title>Comments on: weekend in Paris (2)</title>
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		<title>By: Nathan H</title>
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		<dc:creator>Nathan H</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 28 Feb 2009 16:21:02 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>The pieces in this series, especially this and the last one, remind me of some pieces I&#039;ve seen in the Art History Museum here in Vienna: small portable altars made in the Middle Ages for travelers, which fold open and have either tiny paintings or tiny sculptures inside, depicting religious themes. 

This one has this interesting tension or dichotomy between one-ness -- represented by the guy in the other room -- and two-ness -- represented by the &quot;we&quot; of the poem, by the two figures in the bathroom mirror, and the wonderful, solemn twin streetlamp in the center. You&#039;re generous with the black space around the lamp, as if giving it space to swim around. 

The shot of the figures in the mirror is quirky and intimate; you&#039;re letting us viewers in on your private space, as if we were friends. 

I wondered if the perfume had belonged to a woman whom the man in the next room was missing.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The pieces in this series, especially this and the last one, remind me of some pieces I&#8217;ve seen in the Art History Museum here in Vienna: small portable altars made in the Middle Ages for travelers, which fold open and have either tiny paintings or tiny sculptures inside, depicting religious themes. </p>
<p>This one has this interesting tension or dichotomy between one-ness &#8212; represented by the guy in the other room &#8212; and two-ness &#8212; represented by the &#8220;we&#8221; of the poem, by the two figures in the bathroom mirror, and the wonderful, solemn twin streetlamp in the center. You&#8217;re generous with the black space around the lamp, as if giving it space to swim around. </p>
<p>The shot of the figures in the mirror is quirky and intimate; you&#8217;re letting us viewers in on your private space, as if we were friends. </p>
<p>I wondered if the perfume had belonged to a woman whom the man in the next room was missing.</p>
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		<title>By: Michelle</title>
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		<dc:creator>Michelle</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 11 Feb 2009 04:49:04 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I also love it, Tammy.  Beautifully captured.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I also love it, Tammy.  Beautifully captured.</p>
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		<title>By: christine</title>
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		<dc:creator>christine</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 10 Feb 2009 03:05:11 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I just love this, from the collage to the mood, the whole package. Great stuff.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I just love this, from the collage to the mood, the whole package. Great stuff.</p>
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