Amazing how, even dealing with the after-effects of tainted h2o you, you see and capture this. Love the interplay of light and shadow, hard and battered doors and loosely-woven, floaty fabric. The tones, too, are so complementary. Like the previous, wedding, photo this one evokes something very different from the reality;-)
I can imagine in the throes of such an illness that this room might seem either quaint or scary. Small room, last room. Charmed room, sick room. I like the lines and light, a closer darkness, a distance bright.
Anne-Marie, it was a rough time, but it didn't kill me ;^) And yes, these kinds of details fascinate me.
Thanks Barbara. Actually the colours, particularly of the curtain, are rather appropriate. But maybe I'll say no more ;^)
Zhoen — that smallest room made quite an impression on me. I saw plenty of it.
Robin Andrea, actually, it just seemed grotty. As soon as I could stagger along the road, I found a much cleaner and more comfortable place — more expensive, but definitely worth it. I like the poem — thanks :^)
Ooop! I know THAT feeling! Had it twice, once in the Philippines, once (and this was so bad I was curled in a ball for a week) in the northern part of Japan after I went swimming in a lake.
Miguel, thanks for the thoughts — very pleased you like it so much. That sounds like a real dose you had. I felt like death warmed up for a day or two, then pretty weak and uncomfortable for the best part of a week. But ornidazole's a wonderful thing ;^)
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Oh dear. I guess this photo doesn't evoke happy memories for you! But it is a beautiful photo ... I love detail like this.
Amazing how, even dealing with the after-effects of tainted h2o you, you see and capture this. Love the interplay of light and shadow, hard and battered doors and loosely-woven, floaty fabric. The tones, too, are so complementary. Like the previous, wedding, photo this one evokes something very different from the reality;-)
Ah, the impression made on us by small rooms. Or the Smallest Room.
I can imagine in the throes of such an illness that this room might seem either quaint or scary. Small room, last room. Charmed room, sick room. I like the lines and light, a closer darkness, a distance bright.
Anne-Marie, it was a rough time, but it didn't kill me ;^) And yes, these kinds of details fascinate me.
Thanks Barbara. Actually the colours, particularly of the curtain, are rather appropriate. But maybe I'll say no more ;^)
Zhoen — that smallest room made quite an impression on me. I saw plenty of it.
Robin Andrea, actually, it just seemed grotty. As soon as I could stagger along the road, I found a much cleaner and more comfortable place — more expensive, but definitely worth it.
I like the poem — thanks :^)
Ooop! I know THAT feeling! Had it twice, once in the Philippines, once (and this was so bad I was curled in a ball for a week) in the northern part of Japan after I went swimming in a lake.
I love the elegance and subtlety of this image.
Reminds me of a Wyeth painting.
Miguel, thanks for the thoughts — very pleased you like it so much. That sounds like a real dose you had. I felt like death warmed up for a day or two, then pretty weak and uncomfortable for the best part of a week. But ornidazole's a wonderful thing ;^)
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