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You so easily amuse
like a pantomime
such a silent crime
You so easily abuse
lack of confidence
it's your best offense
You so easily confuse
you can't deny it
still you try to hide it
Faded
so faded
like a memory gone
there's no recollection
Faded
so faded
like a forgotten dream
further than it seems
You so hastily defy
when you think you need it
you find a way to bleed it
You so hastily deny
pleading innocence
it's your best defense
You so hastily reply
the moment that you said it
already regret it
Faded
so faded
like a memory gone
there's no recollection
Faded
so faded
like a forgotten dream
further than it seems
(Ben Harper)
Wandering around the city centre of Perth is always a treat. Sometimes when you look up, you get some great sights too. I was taken with this stark contrast between the clean white lines of the tower building arising out of the wonderful old architectural style of the lower buildings. The location here is Hay Street Mall and the tall building was known at the time as the BankWest Tower. It is a 50 storey building around 702 feet tall, or 810 feet if you include the antenna on top!
The lower building was my reason for being there as it was next door to a large camera store where I would probably have been doing some shopping for essential supplies!
Taken on the 2004 round Australia Big Trip - RBT 3D stereo film camera, polarising filter (hence the almost black sky) and using Fuji Sensia 100 slide film. Scanned with a Canon R10, RF24-240 lens and Nisi close up attachment.
Our dreams and our perception
The answer to Ilya's instruction…
…I found a fat black spider on my hand. It grasped tightly, forcing its muscular body against my palm. I wrestle it back with my thumb while it lashes closer to my flesh with its fang to inject its poison. I struggle to loosen its grip with my thumb pushing into it. Maybe I can prize it off with a spatula but my dream doesn’t resolve. I wake up.
The picture is as close to this scene as I managed. Maybe the women in black lurking in the shadow, lighting a cigarette personifies the dream in some way. I don't know.