Filed under Photo-reminders looking up/looking down
Tagged as looking down, photo-reminder
The detritus of everyday life is insignificant to most of us, but has meaning for those that caused it. See how the camera takes objects on and patterns them even when we are unaware of origins or why the camera person arranged the shot in that way. I love the idea of the rhyzome where it is hard to know if a tree is the branches and foliage or the far reaching roots and so which way our imagination goes with these photos is similar.
Lovely observations, Peter. 🙂
Another beautiful set of visual poems – thank you, Amanda.
Thanks, Ian. I can’t write poetry, so I like your classification here 🙂
I love your photo reminders, Amanda. And I love this one no less. But this reminder does give me the heebie jeebies I’m afraid, a sort of disquiet, especially the broken glass, there’s something menacing about shattered glass. I always want to clean it away. Still, thanks for this terrific reminder to examine the minute of our lives, for therein are often the core of our lives.xx
Sorry, Marlish! But an interesting response, and another reminder that we bring something of ourselves to any story.
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Author of novels ELEMENTAL and THE SINKINGS and short fiction collection INHERITED. looking up/looking down is an occasional blog about writing, reading and watching the world...
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