It all began my last year of college, when I lived alone for the first time, off campus, on the top floor of an old clapboard house in Yellow Springs, Ohio. I was writing my bachelor’s thesis on ...
Tony Kuchar sequesters himself among piles of vintage magazines from the 1940s through the 1980s in his studio, a pair of scissors in hand. He sifts through the pages, looking for an image he likes.
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