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We sit in the car, on a summer Saturday. The cranes are idle and the aircraft gone. For once, it feels alright to be stopped at the light. It turns green, yellow, red and green. We cross the intersection, there, then gone.
My joy at finding one of my photos had been selected for the #GettyInspired blog was like that of a sailor reaching shore after a long time at sea. I first went to the Getty Villa sometime in the early 90s. I saw great antiquities mixed with more contemporary works, relatively speaking, like Van Gogh’s …