Faces in the Crowd



1. 1900s French Ormolu Gilt Frame


I’m obsessed with photo frames, big, small, forgettable. I like that the frame in my hands, tells me the photo I don’t know of yet, to pair them with. There’s so much we do in the store, that matters big and small become forgotten, and life becomes forgettable. But I always remember the process of cutting out postcards, wishing cards, advertisements, art prints, for that particular frame. And then I recall what I did that day the frame was laid. Strange how I understand Imagism when I no longer have the economy of words.

The apparition of these faces in the crowd;
petals on a wet, black bough.

In a Station of the Metro
Ezra Pound



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