Some girl bunting - a Pavesini? - Wrote a comment to my last post. Going to snoop on his blog (because that is how you do) I found some beautiful photographs, and one in particular reminded me a shot I did in Poland when I was still struggling with the instruction book of my first digital camera. The photo is nothing that, but in some ways is nice.
The nice thing is that Poland faces the corner and you're in the 20s, just a few more feet back in the present, he turned his head and you find yourself in '50, you tie a shoe and you get up again when you're in a pub Drinking beer with a bunch of strangers ... Poland is a contradiction since the other, a jumble of eras, styles, thoughts, is a mixture of ideas that once came into his head are the roots, and you hold the thought as a climber.
The nice thing is that Poland faces the corner and you're in the 20s, just a few more feet back in the present, he turned his head and you find yourself in '50, you tie a shoe and you get up again when you're in a pub Drinking beer with a bunch of strangers ... Poland is a contradiction since the other, a jumble of eras, styles, thoughts, is a mixture of ideas that once came into his head are the roots, and you hold the thought as a climber.
But that's another story.
In response and as a tribute to photography past Ele, here's my experiment (I have it with black and white, sorry):
In response and as a tribute to photography past Ele, here's my experiment (I have it with black and white, sorry):
Sola (past)
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