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no doubt there will be days in my pursuit of this project that will render my memory card quite empty, save for a few photos that a fascinated schoolmate had taken. one of those days is today. apparently, phillip (philip?) was fascinated enough to firmly resolve to saving up for a camera.
this played with me while i waited for the bus after work, around 4:45pm. the light danced like this, shimmering over the red paint marks and illuminating the texture of the road; lining the puddle of water with silver. i live for little moments like this; of the inanimate very much alive like this, defying standard definition and dancing with mystery.
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
019: light dance
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