julio cortazar
...ct I wish to capture on film. I begin to narrate my position as the photographer almost like a mystery novel… “Roman slowly turns the corner with his finger ready to fire the shutter…” But I also tell myself, “I better be really quiet now as I turn this corner.” Along with narrating my actions, I put myself into the minds of the subjects and try to put a story to the scene. As a photographer, just like the main character in Blow Up, “Roberto Michel, French-Chilean, translator, and in his spare time an amateur photographer,” I felt in unison with Michel; every aspect of his thoughts and actions were almost a mirror image of how I would act and think I the same situation. In A Yellow Flower, the concept is simply brilliant and its execution is flawless. A man sees himself in a boy on a bus and begins to formulate a theory on how every person, dead or alive, has somewhat of a double out in the world living their lives as if mirror images of each other. As soon as I finished reading the story, I had to sit a while and really think it over. Besides the clever style of writing, every single moment of the narrative seemed awfully familiar. That hardly ever happens with me when I read, and when it does, it just thoroughly proves how well the author writes. The idea that a narrat...