It is not always straight forward why I see a photo in front of me, usually the light first, then patterns, diagonals, verticals, a sort of completeness in a rectangle. Also something just moves me about a place. Here it would be just that it is my neighborhood, a place I walk past everyday.
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Sunday, 28 December 2008
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