Take a look at photographer Heather Morrow’s work, and you’ll find some things conspicuously absent. You won’t see her subjects arranged in a stair-step fashion. You won’t see teeth clenched into face-aching perma-smiles. You won’t see fuzzy effects erasing every wrinkle and stray hair. What you will see in Morrow’s photographs is straight into the heart and soul of each face and each object- an in-road that tells a story all by itself.
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