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melhara
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— Jan 22, 2026 04:07PM
"But unlike in your other studio portraits, you didn't look like you were trying to be sexy in these - you were sexy, though fully clothed. Dressed in a heavy sweater, you leaned on a mandolin in one. You seemed relaxed and artsy, wise for your twenty-seven years.
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melhara
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Oh, I did."
— 16 hours, 3 min ago
"...you slumped on a bench and clutched your hair in a topknot, the sheriff and his deputy smirking down at you, waiting for you to perform. You looked up at me from under your arms as if to say,See what it's like?
Oh, I did."
melhara
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— Jan 24, 2026 08:48PM
You slumped back, knock-kneed, on the chair. "This is nuts!"
"Understatement." When I brought my camera to my eye, you threw your arms out as if shot, then chortled like a girl as I photographed your amusement.
melhara
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Your gaze trailed back to the reflection of the plain, pudgy girl, the gritty orphan fixing her hair.
— Jan 24, 2026 08:25PM
melhara
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— Jan 23, 2026 03:32PM
"You did a photo of a woman in a bar in Cuba just like this. I saw it inEsquire.
melhara
is on page 167 of 400
— Jan 23, 2026 03:20PM
"Juana. The funny, bold child I'd left behind. Of all my photos, the curators chose hers, and rightly so. Her vivaciousness, and her parents' love for her, radiated from the photo. I'd captured love so pure that it was almost hard to look at."
melhara
is on page 154 of 400
— Jan 23, 2026 02:33PM
"She is like a little girl jumping rope."
Were you? Did little girls jump with their fists clenched at their sides? The anxiety in those hands said everything. You - New Marilyn, Old Marilyn, Norma Jeane - were under a great deal of stress.
melhara
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— Jan 22, 2026 04:14PM
"I supposed I was now an official photographer of Her Majesty the Queen."
melhara
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— Jan 21, 2026 05:48PM
'You dragged yourself through the muddy rushes, a leopardess gone into heat, panting at my lens. I followed you through the mire, sinking in the mud.'
melhara
is on page 37 of 400
— Jan 21, 2026 05:45PM
"James Joyce.Ulysses. I just love the sound of it. I read lines out loud just to go where he takes me."
