sometimes it is almost too easy to separate ourselves from other human beings. they live across the globe, they are different than us…they’re another gender, they speak a different language, they’re older, younger, richer, poorer, they lived 200 years before us… they’re nothing like us.
somehow leo caillards photos struck me as uniting the past and the present in a very curious way.
throw some flannel and denim on a curvaceous muse and you might as well have a liberal arts student who brews her own beer in the basement and photographs like an american apparel model.
we’re never so different from one another after all, are we?