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#not me thinking thoughts about a greater Father.... HMMMMMMMM
Tim being a photographer vs Dick being a performer. one is always behind the camera (unseen. unknown. looking at the world and people in it but never touching, never a part of it themself) and the other is always in front of it (seen but never quite known. always acting, always reaching out and a little set apart, never a part of the crowd themself). opposites but also a little bit, in some small (poetic?) ways the same. the fact that a photograph holds the foundation and framework of their brotherhood and mutual tragedy (of their individual stories — families lost at different points in life and Tim and Dick, Dick and Tim, hall of mirrors reflections but this ain't a funhouse it's a tragedy — and their shared one, loss and hurt and TRYING and never quite understanding but there anyway). you can take the performer from the circus but not the circus from the performer. you take a kid to a circus (a tragedy) and get a photographer. (you send a son without a father to a circus and get a father to two sons who were also there in their funhouse mirrored roles. it's a small world, really, fate and God work in mysterious ways.) behind the camera, in front of it, feet on the ground or flying in the air (no nets in the alleyways of Gotham), hands on a trapeze or a camera and later on a grapple line, sons of the same father, misunderstandings and understanding, hiding in the shadows and/or dragging the light into view. only children who are brothers. a performer and a photographer, and doesn't it just make sense?
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