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Sunday, March 16, 2008

Grace Bauer

The Eye of the Beholder

by Grace Bauer

after Diane Arbus

All human beauty is
an aberration, a mirror
trick drawing us
into itself. Into what is not.

And what is desire? A lack
invented by belief,
a return to the thrill
of the unfamiliar we recognize
in an instant as ourselves.

I know this in sight.
In the click of a shutter
revealing the barely real.
Strip glamour of its thin
veneer and you find something
raw. Elegant. You find the part
in us we're all afraid of
staring straight in the face.

But I can't turn my back
or blink. I feel myself
connecting through captured light
to a darknss that beckons, a darkness
much less frightening than you fear.

My subjects appear calm
because they are. They compose
themselves before my lens
like hallucinations we have
all shared, metaphors that suspend
us between what we want
to be and what we become.

Try to picture yourself
beyond denial. Run your hands
across your average face,
your normal body. And tell me
how you differ from these
miracles that always make you
want to look away.

-from Bauer's book Beholding Eye 2006, CustomWords

Diane Arbus is the subject of the recent Nicole Kidman movie, Fur: an Imaginary Portrait of Diane Arbus

Click here for a sampling of Arbus' photos

King and Queen of a Senior Citizen's Dance, NYC 1970 by Diane Arbus

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