Realization pt. II
Man realizes that much of what he says is utter nonsense. And that it takes saying it to understand that. And that it is ok. And here’s a photograph.
Month: August 2015
Realization
Photographer becomes aware gets reminded of the fact that he strives to photograph his losses. And what frightens him. And what offers a bit of comfort. Mostly that, I suppose. So there.
Ten seconds, approximately
I rode my bike past a man alone tonight. Alone as in physically alone, not with anyone, but also much more alone as in not having anyone, anywhere, at all. Everything about him, from the way he put the cigarette to his mouth to how he moved one foot in front of the other to how his right arm nervously and hardly noticeably swung as he walked, it all said the same thing: I am […]