I go into the World, i before e except after..., and I am driven nuts by the multitude of interuptions that come flooding in. Where is Zone III supposted to be? But I am Stieglitz and I don't have that Zonal problem yet, I meta somethingize it all together and get, pigions on a park bench that looks like something shot from a mixture of Paul Strand and W. Eugene Smith.
Come in Adams, give me that portfolio, sit, sit, sit, sit on that radiator, oh is it burning your butt? These are some of the most fantastic photographs I have ever seen, except mine. But where are you going with them, you know you must have heart?
Come in Weston, don't be afraid, I know that Adams said I was tough, lets see what you have, no don't sit, I said don't sit, I decided to go out. Come back later, later. What are you doing here again, oh I said to, well alright then. What's in that ratty box? Wow it's......... boobs and shells and peppers? I like the boobs but the shells don't speak to me. Keep trying and go go go, get out of here and head in that direction.
Hey! Georgie girl, how about some sandwiches? Georgia O'Keeffe: "Get it yourself bum"
Just another day at that American Place.