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Lil -Lovely B&WA day of hard drives!
I like the single bright headlight in the mirror being a ray of light in a bleak scene.
Agreed Helen, and thank you bothLil -Lovely B&W
Brilliant Observation & Poetically put /Will
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Player, it means pretty much what the title says, Bleakness, the Futility of Achievement.Just curious Lili, what does that scene mean to you?
Good Lili, it is a pretty depressing image. And it's great that you have strong feelings while you're shooting.Player, it means pretty much what the title says, Bleakness, the Futility of Achievement.
Build as you will, in the end it all fails.
Despite our headlong rush, it all ends the same.
Edit; those were my feeling when I took this image
I don't normaly feel that down
Player, thank you.Good Lili, it is a pretty depressing image. And it's great that you have strong feelings while you're shooting.
The first thought that entered my mind was this is "our" tax dollars at work. Another equally depressing thought. Good job!
I don't know, but I think either way it's the artist within you.Player, thank you.
I find I cannot shoot without feeling something.
Or is it the feelings that prompt me to shoot?
Thank youI don't know, but I think either way it's the artist within you.
Reminds me of Ozymandias - where all about is ruin and decay, and the proud and haughty have nothing more to look upon.the Futility of Achievement.
I don't normaly feel that down
""My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:Reminds me of Ozymandias - where all about is ruin and decay, and the proud and haughty have nothing more to look upon.
BTW, did you solve the hard disk diffiiculty?
I'm sure Shelley wrote this after his hard drive failed. Or equivalently after he dropped his scripts into a puddle.""My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:
Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!"
Nothing beside remains: round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare,
The lone and level sands stretch far away."
LOLI'm sure Shelley wrote this after his hard drive failed. Or equivalently after he dropped his scripts into a puddle.
Interesting Bertie, thanks for sharing thisPerhaps surprisingly, WB Yeats had a more pragmatic view of his building efforts:
scanned from a rather decayed 40+ year old Kodachrome
I am glad to have been helpful in inspiring such a project.Lili, your picture has got me thinking. I'd love to document, in my own city, our "tax dollars at work" by capturing a fraction of the millions of potholes, urban decay, and unnecessary triple overtime police details at every city construction project (while every other state in the union uses orange cones or civilians). Especially in light of the fact that our city council just voted themselves 25% pay raises while forcing retirees to migrate to Medicare and being forced to pick up the tab for part B. These retired workers in the past had foregone many pay raises while being promised that their benefits wouldn't be cut.
A picture says a thousand words.
Thankyou, Lili, for the inspiration!I am glad to have been helpful in inspiring such a project.
Politicians Promise=air and darkness