Lipstick Mountains Press
A boutique publisher of Arts & Letters & Ideas
It is edgy and restless, and will avail itself for a glimpse, mere seconds, and then it is gone, the shot, maybe forever. Who knows?
The dance of time, light and matter, once captured and preserved, becomes a page in the album called the history of our time. Frozen in time, its relevance, caged in a frame, taken with an old Leica or with modern digital technology, in order to hold it still, is like a butterfly I have cupped in my hands, in order to bring it to your eyes.
by Barbara Kennedy