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 For one year I photographed the corner of Emily Dickinson’s bedroom where she wrote all of her poetry. For much of Dickinson’s life she chose to remain secluded in her room, rarely leaving or seeing visitors. By photographing this potent corner, I am not trying to replicate what Dickinson might have seen, but rather trying to convey a space that invited a deep concentration.    (full text)

For one year I photographed the corner of Emily Dickinson’s bedroom where she wrote all of her poetry. For much of Dickinson’s life she chose to remain secluded in her room, rarely leaving or seeing visitors. By photographing this potent corner, I am not trying to replicate what Dickinson might have seen, but rather trying to convey a space that invited a deep concentration. (full text)

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Mandle_Circumfernece130814.jpg
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Mandle_Circumference_130308.jpg
 For one year I photographed the corner of Emily Dickinson’s bedroom where she wrote all of her poetry. For much of Dickinson’s life she chose to remain secluded in her room, rarely leaving or seeing visitors. By photographing this potent corner, I am not trying to replicate what Dickinson might have seen, but rather trying to convey a space that invited a deep concentration.    (full text)

For one year I photographed the corner of Emily Dickinson’s bedroom where she wrote all of her poetry. For much of Dickinson’s life she chose to remain secluded in her room, rarely leaving or seeing visitors. By photographing this potent corner, I am not trying to replicate what Dickinson might have seen, but rather trying to convey a space that invited a deep concentration. (full text)

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