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I did leave my imprint but it is now fading
ODC - PRINTS is the topic for Thursday 13th December 2012
Outside a great little corner restaurant in Nashville, Indiana was this faded and rusty coke sign. Almost couldn't read it anymore. It was starting to pour down rain too.
Camera Olympus OM2n
Lens prime 50mm zuiko f/1/4
Film Kentmere 100
dev xtol 1:1 10min 20C
Kay (mathteacher) and Ralph's Aunt Rowena passed away early this morning, she was quite elderly and in her 90's and so her time came. Yesterday on the way back from our ramble Kay and I stopped to check on her as she was in a declining state and when Kay dropped me off at home she noticed this faded magnolia flower on my tree by the driveway and loved it. If you know Kay you know she loves rusty colored things:). I urged her to take the time to photograph it but she wanted to get home and get cleaned up to go back to Rowena's side so after she left I snapped this photo. When I heard from Kay this morning that Rowena had passed on, the thought came to my mind that she was like this faded beauty so this is for Aunt Rowena......
This looks like it was an awesome wagon in its day. Tailfins, big brown paneling stripe all around ... I gotta find a nice one of these and retire the minivan.
143/365
Fade in, and fade out. Insignificant human, significant human. Life goes on without me, never stopping for me. Always trampling over my small self, and finding ways to make me feel trapped.
**Note I am not a writer, but I've been dealing with this sudden attack of anxiety, resulting in my poor attempt at writing.
Something simple today. Sometimes I just fade into the background.
Tonight my wife and I took our dog for a walk. A random, faded red bow that still is attached to a utility pole.
I love these old painted signs. This is on the side of a deserted and abandoned building in Sprague, Washington.
I designed this top for Knitter's Magazine #90, Spring 2008 issue where you can find the pattern.
You can read more about this design and others on my blog www.StylishKnits.blogspot.com. You can find my other designs on www.SimonasDesigns.etsy.com.
Taken a couple of months ago when there was some fall color in the Hood River valley.
There is something about the sun coming through trees. It doesn't matter if it's shafts of light breaking through old growth or the sun beating through the leaves a handful of trees younger then me. I can't quite put my finger on it. The closest I can come to is that these images have a magic about them. Some sort of memory of some mystic time. Perhaps it's the bright light in a dark forest, beckoning you forward. Perhaps it's how the light seems hopeful among the trees. Whatever it is, I find it mystical and I like it.
On a side note, I don't mind the flare. I think it makes the picture all the more magical.
Summer's blush has faded into fall--
From the shadows I hear winter's lonely call.
I will not fear the skeletons of frost,
But will wait for spring,
For her beauty is not lost.
KGH
I found this in my archives and realized I hadn't posted it. I wrote a little poem to go with it. I'll be back tonight probably.
I'd be a butterfly; living a rover, / Dying when fair things are fading away.”
toke it with my new 50mm canon lens F/ 1.4
"gonna tell u the truth, the truth about you, the truth about you, the truth about you, you never been true, u ain't nothin, u got nothin to say, shine a light on you, u fade away
FADE AWAY"
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