Quote by Janet Malcolm

If you scratch a great photograph, you find two things; a painting and a photograph.

If you scratch a great photograph, you find two things; a pa

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This quote suggests that a great photograph goes beyond the surface, revealing two distinct aspects within it. On one hand, it acknowledges the technicality and capturing of a moment, inherent to a photograph. On the other hand, it highlights the artistic qualities and emotions akin to a painting that are also present in a remarkable photograph. It implies that underneath the visual representation lies a multidimensional piece of art that combines both the skillful execution of photography and the expressive elements found in painting.

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