Pic and a Word #216 & L-A: Leading stripes?

• Manja Maksimovič

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.

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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. 😀

  • January 2016. Hard to call them leading.
  • Also January 2016, just ten days later and very early.
  • February 26, 2016.
  • February 26, 2018. What a difference two years makes.
  • March 2017. Shadows are promising…
  • March 2018. Looks more menacing if I’m included.
  • April 2018. The yellows arrive.
  • April 2018. Now we are talking? (Or are we?) This structure is opposite the one on other photos.
  • May 2017. Looks like I’m being swallowed.
  • May 2013. Poppies always help.
  • June 2016. This roof adds more stripes.
  • June 2018. Rhododendrons in full swing.
  • September 2017. I like the view but still try to include these poles in some sensible way.
  • Early October 2017. Uuuu, this one is scary.
  • October 2017. See what I mean? Impossible to make sense of all these.
  • October 2017 (yes, October gets three photos). This female dog appeared under the fence of a property. Bestia was uber happy but she didn’t rescue herself just to be tied up in another relationship again, and ran off almost immediately. We never saw her again.
  • November 2017. I’ve had it. This is the last stage of line disease.
  • November 2018. Yes, let’s drown them.
  • December 2015. Note to self: Not everything can be solved by black and white.
  • December 2017. I say: “Lead!” But actually I don’t want to follow.

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.

(P)Iran has spoken. Slovenia, July 2018.

Leading stripes?

Stripes and stars:
l’America.
Ginkgos, gringos,
Miss World, Mr. Right,
misleading, misled, missiled.

In response to Patrick Jennings’ Pic and a Word Challenge #216: America

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For Lens-Artists Photo Challenge, hosted by Tina of travelsandtrifles.wordpress.com: Leading lines

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30 thoughts on “Pic and a Word #216 & L-A: Leading stripes?”

    1. Thank you, Bushboy. It is still standing indeed, with new wooden legs that have been replaced since. It’s me who got discouraged, it seems, seeing that there are no photos from last or this year. Also, I’m not taking my camera with me at all times any more. I have too many photos already. Why are you asking? Do you have a suggestion which angle to use? 😉

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  4. How cool trust you take so many artsy photos of this parking structure –
    It is inspired me to not be holding back on areas that I find myself frequently taking photos of! I will keep going
    Anyhow – the diversity in I it photos is wonderful and I looked at the photo that had the thumbnails too!

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      1. <grin> It’s complicated. I’m a Canadian born in West Germany on a Canadian Air Force Base whose father later left the air force to work for TWA flying passenger jets all over the world. That meant moving to the USA (after a brief stint back in Canada) at 4 years old where I lived until I was 20. Moved back to Canada (Whistler, a ski resort near Vancouver) for a couple years, then to Vancouver which became more-or-less permanent home.

        I work in the vibrant Vancouver film industry, AKA Hollywood North.

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      2. Thank you for the info. 🙂 Sounds happening. I just don’t know if you could ever forgive me for taking you as a Hollywood type. 😉 (I don’t! It’s just that I thought only there movies were made, obviously.) :p

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  7. I love your dedication to creating a project photographing the parking structure over a long period of time. A great way to study, improve and reflect on your photographic journey. Well done, Manja.

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    1. Thank you, Jane. 🙂 I’ve never thought of it as a project. I had to assemble all these photos now before posting 20 of them, they hadn’t been even tagged or in the same folder. I just pass by and click, and then show and not reflect much, as for improvement, if it happens it’s spontaneous. I like it this way.

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