but, after watching it, Diane Arbus must be more than these. The so-called imaginary interpretation, the level of imagination is not always Will it stop at the hair on the skin?
Her inner struggle, the sublimation of creativity and the description of her own uneasy situation are all just rubbing the surface of the skin, not reaching the tip of the lungs, or scratching the itching
area is obviously a big piece of good. If I go to scratch the subject and
I have seen her photos or have a little impression of her, I will leave the scene and say, "Oh, this is
so beautiful, it's all wasted, it's really sad.
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