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The dream of flight
From the time we first became self-aware, surely we looked up and longed to fly. Still, despite our technology, our sheer power, our marvellous accomplishments, we can no more fly like a tern than we can change the past.
[A heavily processed photo of a whitefronted tern at Flounder Bay]
All content © 2010 Pete McGregor
3 comments:
Elegant.
A photo? It looks like an ink drawing. I'd be interested to see the original some time.
Thanks Zhoen.
Anne-Marie, the original photo's nothing much — it's the processing that conveys the feeling I wanted to evoke. Arguable whether it should be called a photo, but I guess that's just semantics. "Based on a photo" would be more apt.
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