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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
Journals and photography, from artist Brian Greenwald, guiding you through the acceptance of aging.
"New Jersey's copper dwindles within the cracks of my memories. But the green like moss covers all my youthful mud that once allowed me to shine. I fear I've lost what this place meant to me. I fear the patina sends shock waves to my system, and I must find the tiniest bit of copper I once knew to be true" (Greenwald 10).
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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
Journals and photography, from artist Brian Greenwald, guiding you through the acceptance of aging.
"New Jersey's copper dwindles within the cracks of my memories. But the green like moss covers all my youthful mud that once allowed me to shine. I fear I've lost what this place meant to me. I fear the patina sends shock waves to my system, and I must find the tiniest bit of copper I once knew to be true" (Greenwald 10).