Barry Yourgrau

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Dr. Nakamura by Barry Yourgrau
Hallway 2416517 1920

I get a part in a movie. I act every once in a while, small bits in small films whenever I know the producer or the director. This time it’s the director.       

Dr. Nakamura by Barry Yourgrau
Hallway 2416517 1920

I get a part in a movie. I act every once in a while, small bits in small films whenever I know the producer or the director. This time it’s the director.       

Executrix by Barry Yourgrau
​Jane Kaplowitz

My hands are suddenly ice-cold. 

Drapes by Barry Yourgrau
​Robin Winters 001

“I need another match,” says the girl.

Call of Nature by Barry Yourgrau

I walk in the woods.

Evening by Barry Yourgrau

A girl sits in her room by the window, which is open to the evening. She is robed demurely in white.

Congo by Barry Yourgrau
​Leslie Schiff

Euler stumbles, lost, somewhere near the headwaters of the Congo. Through the fetid, scorching day he goes dragging his bag of trinkets: oozing candy bars, tin and bead necklaces, yards of ludicrous gingham. 

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