Arbus did what she so often did with her subjects: She told secrets.
This mystery is precisely what the famously guarded Arbus estate would like to preserve.
Boigon alleged that Arbus described her older brother, poet Howard Nemerov, as “one of her more intriguing sexual playmates.”
Arbus was planning a series of photographs of couples in bed, and asked if she could shoot the Kronhausens together at home.
The photograph we have of Arbus herself becomes a little sharper, but the spell shows no sign of abating.
In being both ordinary and extraordinary, sex and sexuality was classic Arbus territory.
John de Esperaindeo and the other assassins of Arbus were hung, after having their hands cut off.
The whole attention of the conspirators was then concentrated on Arbus.