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by bennie2 » January 3rd, 2009, 3:25 pm
I shared a thing with one of those friends... he felt the same.
I look at that photo, right! It's beautiful. The original is beautiful too. It has a sweeping blue sky. In scotland? I hear you say! Yes, in scotland too a blue sky moves. Those white clouds, man, like someone just knocked the flour out from the cupboard and it's sailing there in front of your eyes.. powdery white... and that monument black with the industrial age of black and wearing the blackness like a badge of pride that says I've been here long... and you can see the trees? you see how the trees there, they all know it... they were babies when that thing grew from hands and soil. that new gothic accolade in the sun down hills from Edinburgh Castle on it's hillside elevated. and all those people there reclining... colourful like a beneton advertisement. very few are alone, you'll notice. the girl in the foreground and one or two others...
I look at that photo, right? and I see it beautiful.
I see it as reclining sunshine
And the park is happy - you can just tell.
But I don't want to be amongst it all.
I'm happy to stand back with a lens and view it
or with a pen and write it
and this friend (one of few, so very few) he said he felt the same.
always walking around the park
looking in
