Ross Bleckner’s deeply personal camera work travels over the intimate contours of a lover’s body and the pages of his daily newspaper.The enigmatic and absurd landslide of images that inundate our daily lives falls across the pages of this book and is mounted like so many strange butterflies on every page. Perhaps the images are a cumulative autobiography—an effort by the artist to suggest that all we reach out to and all we touch are the mirror that becomes us.