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For the "from below" group. This is at the little plaza that is across the street from UCI. It's a cute little place with art-house movies and trader joes and one of the best stationary stores in town.
Speekina stationary, so this guy is in the stationary store -- and it's like a paper heaven, right? Papers and cards and bags and photograph albums and little things like that. This guy is shuffling around in there -- he looked about 30, 35.
And he was really in my space. For a while (okay, only minutes) it felt like he was following me (so I gave him a definite vibe about getting.out.of.my.space, space vampire). Anyway, he's shuffling around and finally he corners this poor unsuspecting clerk and he says (quite loudly), "so what is it that you do here?" And then he made the clerk painstakingly explain that they are a stationary store and he still didn't get it.
I was ready to clobber him myself. But I practiced some self-restraint.
"What is it that you do here?!" He was so obtuse I half-expected a camera crew to jump out and say "just kidding."
If that had happened I definitely would have clobbered him.
Bridgette Guerzon Mills
Keepers of Life, multi-media outdoor environmental art installation, 30x40 inches
Lake Roland, Baltimore, MD, 2017
The 7th in my 2019 Photo of the Week series.
The sun catches the top of the bare branches in the trees.
The Low Level Bridge is a bridge that spans the North Saskatchewan River in Edmonton, Alberta, Canada. Completed in 1900, this was Edmonton's first bridge across the North Saskatchewan River. A railroad track was added in 1902[1] to accommodate the Canadian Northern Railway. After the construction of the High Level Bridge in 1913, it became known as the Low Level Bridge. In 1948 an additional twin span was added and the railway track was subsequently removed.
It's been a pretty bad day; I'm not going to lie. So I'm posting this image as I imagine laying on my back in a field (in summer, of course), watching the birds fly overhead and telling myself that things are looking up.
Texture by Distressed Jewell
Brushes by midnightstouch