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	<title>Comments on: Gail Albert Halaban Shares a View Into Her Own Take on Family</title>
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		<title>By: margaretroach</title>
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		<dc:creator>margaretroach</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 09 Feb 2009 16:46:03 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Welcome, Tarky7 of &lt;a href=&quot;http://flickr.com/photos/kitlatham/&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;Flickr fame&lt;/a&gt;. :) We are so proud to have Gail here with us. Her new show is brilliant; be sure to visit it online or in person at her gallery. Wow.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Welcome, Tarky7 of <a href="http://flickr.com/photos/kitlatham/" rel="nofollow">Flickr fame</a>. :) We are so proud to have Gail here with us. Her new show is brilliant; be sure to visit it online or in person at her gallery. Wow.</p>
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		<title>By: Tarky7</title>
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		<dc:creator>Tarky7</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 09 Feb 2009 15:56:16 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>What a great portfolio of images - each one tells  a story - an intimate collection - vibrant and somehow sad and beautiful.

Examples of photography in it&#039;s truest form. Wonderful !

Kit</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>What a great portfolio of images &#8211; each one tells  a story &#8211; an intimate collection &#8211; vibrant and somehow sad and beautiful.</p>
<p>Examples of photography in it&#8217;s truest form. Wonderful !</p>
<p>Kit</p>
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		<title>By: marionroach</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 09 Feb 2009 15:39:09 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I find myself with my hands on either side of my face (the Home Alone pose, as it&#039;s known) gasping at these. The stories embedded in each are so rich.
Looking at the child under the table, my memory rushed back to a restaurant on NYC&#039;s Columbus Avenue, as one of my dearest friends told me why she had to leave her husband. Her infant was asleep under the restaurant table, in the car seat. There we sat, head-to-head, holding hands as she unfolded her tale.
I had no idea of her sorrow. 
We had just been to the christening.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I find myself with my hands on either side of my face (the Home Alone pose, as it&#8217;s known) gasping at these. The stories embedded in each are so rich.<br />
Looking at the child under the table, my memory rushed back to a restaurant on NYC&#8217;s Columbus Avenue, as one of my dearest friends told me why she had to leave her husband. Her infant was asleep under the restaurant table, in the car seat. There we sat, head-to-head, holding hands as she unfolded her tale.<br />
I had no idea of her sorrow.<br />
We had just been to the christening.</p>
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		<title>By: paige</title>
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		<dc:creator>paige</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 09 Feb 2009 06:11:32 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>As soon as I saw this work--which I love--I knew--she had to be the photographer who shot my dear friend Hilary (and a group of HER sister-friends) to illustrate a New York Times magazine story a few years ago. Six degrees, indeed!  That photograph is here:  http://www.nytimes.com/2003/06/29/magazine/29WWLN.html?ex=1234328400&amp;en=164f8d3915422966&amp;ei=5070</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>As soon as I saw this work&#8211;which I love&#8211;I knew&#8211;she had to be the photographer who shot my dear friend Hilary (and a group of HER sister-friends) to illustrate a New York Times magazine story a few years ago. Six degrees, indeed!  That photograph is here:  <a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2003/06/29/magazine/29WWLN.html?ex=1234328400&#038;en=164f8d3915422966&#038;ei=5070" rel="nofollow">http://www.nytimes.com/2003/06/29/magazine/29WWLN.html?ex=1234328400&#038;en=164f8d3915422966&#038;ei=5070</a></p>
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