Today I combine two challenges, one on Leading lines and another on America. First the photos from here in Tuscany, and then a poem about them in America.
For a change, let’s start with the gallery. This is a place around here which I pass daily in all seasons. This is where my mind goes first when I hear leading lines. It’s a place of many lines, and no matter how I wish to be led by them, I stay put, scratching behind my ear.
It’s not wrong, one of the quotes from Tina’s Lens-Artists challenge post:
“Photography is the easiest art, which perhaps makes it the hardest.”Lisette Model
Do not call a doctor, but this is how the inside of my head looks like: 186 photos of the same parking structure, gathered in six, almost seven years. And I managed to choose only 20.
Every month gets two photos, except July and August since then I prefer to flee back to Slovenia and leave the beach to happy pest bathing.
This exposé on lines is a good symbol of my photography. This is what I think about my skills: leading maybe not nowhere, definitely somewhere, most often in more directions at once.
Thank you for your attention. It must be harder for you than for me. 😀
And now a poem and photo on America. Actually on its war profiteers, terrorist attack planners and other killers, as watching the film Everything Is a Rich Man’s Trick made me feel. You can watch it on YouTube, it’s long and distressing, but I find it refreshing and calming to have hard truths hit me on the head and open my eyes on the daily basis.
Stripes and stars:
Miss World, Mr. Right,
misleading, misled, missiled.
In response to Patrick Jennings’ Pic and a Word Challenge #216: America
For Lens-Artists Photo Challenge, hosted by Tina of travelsandtrifles.wordpress.com: Leading lines