Can no longer pretend to know what I am doing. Just blindly wandering occassionally stumbling upon a portrait of heaven on these ugly asphalt streets. A lovely play of the form and color a perfect statement of my ugly mood. But it means nothing.
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
Onward
Can no longer pretend to know what I am doing. Just blindly wandering occassionally stumbling upon a portrait of heaven on these ugly asphalt streets. A lovely play of the form and color a perfect statement of my ugly mood. But it means nothing.
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I like those photos. When I finally finish a novel, you will have to take my author photo. Of course it will have to be an unbelievable photo just in case my book sucks. I need something to sell it.
it does mean something. that whole trip did. it was one of the best. and just in case you can't remember, because you did not photographically capture it, the milky way was out that night and star gazing that night was the best of them all.
but all in all..nice quote/thought here.
and the photos; amazing as always!
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