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Robert Frank: Photographs: The Lines of My Hand Hardcover – 30 Jan 1995
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Revised edition of Frank\'s autobiographical classic, containing many of Frank\'s photographs reproduced in the earlier editions--in some cases totally re-edited--along with much that is new. Including enlargements from his recent self-exploratory videos, multiple Polaroids, and other narrative works.
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Very well preserved.
The only thing I would change of "The Lines Of My Hand" is the semiglossy paper which was used. It's not that bad, but Frank's work would have stood out better in a slighter matte surface, with a little sectorized satin varnish to separate the photos from the rest of the page. But these are things we can say with more authority today. In the late eighties such specifics were not as clear, so I give it four stars.
Frank captures interactions, reflections, strange encounters on the streets, at festivals, in the country, and in people's personal spaces. In his search for the truth, he ends the book with film stills. He began his project as a documentary where he claims turns into `fiction and fusion.' "It's true. I don't believe in words, you can always add something of your own to make it honest."
The redundancy going on with the words within this book is kind of wonderful. I'm interested in this search he is on for the truth, considering I am on the search for the same, and life seems incredibly redundant at times. The stories, or story, are not always clear, but one of my favorites is of "The Silent Man," Julius Orlovsky. I relate to this character, or person, whichever doesn't truly matter. He claims talking makes him sick, and I find this to be one of the most honest statements I've heard. Not because it's wildly out there, but it's one of those thoughts you have that wouldn't be brought up in everyday conversation; that is if you have conversations.