Camera Work: A Photographic Quarterly (1914 (Heft 47))

You remember, too, the long steep trails that lead zig-zag, mile after
mile, away from trees and brooks, up, up into the heat of rocks blessed by
the sun, where your lungs ache and your heart hurts from the struggle—and
then you find it—the Vision!—the glory of the things beyond.
The memory and the wonder of it goes with you to the lowlands, into
the daily life, and you are glad that you had the courage.
This is something of what the Number means to me.
Anne Brigman

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I sewed and hemmed and hung the first curtains for “291.” Since then
others have hemmed and hawed and hung there: but never with more ap-
preciation than I, for so large a spirit in so small a space. The curtains have
long since gone to the rag-man—but my appreciation for the spirit of “291”
is still unfrayed!
Clara Steichen

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