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Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Recycling
When you meet or see people on the street sometimes you can't help but ask WHY and What The …
I met him as you see him; a person obviously trying to be as inconspicuous as possible.
So, was the helmet a
New adaptation of a sunscreen?
Desire to be alone?
New diet device?
Was he protecting himself from picking his nose or from putting his elbow into his ear?
You be the judge!
He is Rodrigo, a jewelry designer of amazing talent. We met him and his friend, Raquel, on carrer de las Carolinas and we liked him WAY before we actually saw his face.
I would show you the picture but we will keep Rodrigo incognito only to protect the less dangerous.
People are GREAT and Rodrigo was no exception.
I met him as you see him; a person obviously trying to be as inconspicuous as possible.
Recycling
So, was the helmet a
New adaptation of a sunscreen?
Desire to be alone?
New diet device?
Was he protecting himself from picking his nose or from putting his elbow into his ear?
You be the judge!
He is Rodrigo, a jewelry designer of amazing talent. We met him and his friend, Raquel, on carrer de las Carolinas and we liked him WAY before we actually saw his face.
I would show you the picture but we will keep Rodrigo incognito only to protect the less dangerous.
People are GREAT and Rodrigo was no exception.
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Sunday, June 21, 2009
Sixteen Years Without Moving a Muscle
He was grayed hair, smartly dressed and had an appealing face.
I saw him looking out the window shielding the sun from his eyes with his one hand.
But he looked worried and sad.
Who was he waiting for or was he watching someone who had just left?
Had he received some terrible news?
I watched for what seemed like a long time and the old man had not moved as if he were in shock.
I didn’t know what to do. So I took a photo hoping to catch his attention.
He didn’t react.
I moved in closer, took another photo and he didn’t even flinch.
I was surprised, concerned and worried.
I was now so close to the window he would have to be blind not to see me.
His eyes appeared glazed. He was transfixed in this position as if he were made of wax.
So, I took another picture, hoping that the sound of the camera and the sight of ME,taking photos like a MAD Woman, would alert him to my presence,
And then,
Oh, my,
You wouldn’t believe,
I was stunned,
He was a figure from the Wax Museum!
Here’s egg in my face.
I saw him looking out the window shielding the sun from his eyes with his one hand.
But he looked worried and sad.
Who was he waiting for or was he watching someone who had just left?
Had he received some terrible news?
I watched for what seemed like a long time and the old man had not moved as if he were in shock.
I didn’t know what to do. So I took a photo hoping to catch his attention.
He didn’t react.
I moved in closer, took another photo and he didn’t even flinch.
I was surprised, concerned and worried.
Sixteen Years Without Moving A Muscle
I was now so close to the window he would have to be blind not to see me.
His eyes appeared glazed. He was transfixed in this position as if he were made of wax.
So, I took another picture, hoping that the sound of the camera and the sight of ME,taking photos like a MAD Woman, would alert him to my presence,
And then,
Oh, my,
You wouldn’t believe,
I was stunned,
He was a figure from the Wax Museum!
Here’s egg in my face.
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| View this photo and others I've worked on in barcalunacy's Photos Retouched (Redux) FLCKR photoset. |
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