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En dessous du pont de la Tournelle un matin nuageux…

 

Below the Tournelle Bridge on a cloudy morning...

 

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things I say without thinking. Sometimes I wonder who's actually doing the talking, but most people who hear them seem to think they make sense, even though there are times I wonder if they're just humoring me (...) which can lead to paranoia really quickly. I try to keep this to a minimum (...) things I end up saying because it gets too quiet in here & I can't stand it. (...) things I have words for that I don't really believe (...) things I'm feeling in my body that I don't have words for. Yet. (...) things that are beyond words that when I say them they sound like echoes of important things, only far away & more like mumbling (...) Bottom Caption - Using Words: A general diagram in case you've been having questions

 

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size: 35x55 cm

year: 2007

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i know i look rather dead here, but i have to say: there's nothing that makes me feel more alive than warm, windy nights.

 

the compression is making this look super grainy on flickr for some reason.

 

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Graflex Century 35 (made 1958 - 1960), Lens: 48 mm Kowa f/2.8, Kentmere film

Waterfall forest pathway

Hilltop houses have all the mystery you could hope for, where someone in the attic could look down on a world they rule. We imagine what we like, once it's all gone restless and windswept, and for sure not coming back. The barn is just about collapsed, held up by rust and coincidence. The last coat of paint was a soft shade of green, there'll never be another. The trees all around have been stripped by beavers, shaken naked of their bark and waiting to be hauled to one of two neighboring swamps. Those damn dams will be kept up better than this human habitation, but they don't demand the watertight resistance we require. Shelter is easier for animals, always a little porous to the temperature and weather. Their chaotic lodges look random by design, just a bit here and there to make it all work. When the foundations crumble, they just shove another log in place of what's rotten. Every single day in their lives is meant for maintenance, maybe that's where we went wrong. We thought we could build and let it be, and never knew when we'd left it too long. Same could be said for our minds and bodies, but I try my best to give both the focus they deserve.

 

October 13, 2021

Digby County, Nova Scotia

 

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