The Statue of Liberty in Paris, 1886.
Yesterday was hazy here. I spent the entire day with the uncanny feeling of being in a video game that was using distance-fogging to reduce the processor load.
Hoover Dam Penstock Towers, Exposed
The curious thing about any dam is that when it’s working, it obscures part of its form underwater. Submerged art deco skyscrapers, kept secret from the world.
Pic via Wikipedia.
Street Photography: Manchester
Dear Everyone Not From Northern England, if you are good to me then one day I may reveal precisely what a chip barm is. Assuming you don’t google it.
Seeing The Black Dogs 3 • New Jersey • 2011
“Michael Massaia’s haunting new series Seeing The Black Dog is based on a saying truck drivers use to describe hallucinations that occur as a result of sleep deprivation during cross country runs. When they see the “black dogs” scampering across the highway they know to pull over and get some sleep.”
(Source: Beautiful Decay)
Love this. The camera has moved, just a little, as the picture was taken. Normally (i.e. if I were to try this) that can ruin an otherwise good photo. Here though, wow, here it gives the whole image an odd, ethereal glamour. A photo of The Ghost of America Past, shiny and new and archaic and unreal all at the same time.
(more Vivian Maier)
Bradford Old Fire Station Tower
I assume they used to set this on fire and practice climbing it. I dunno. This fire station is just a huge deserted building near the Interchange in Bradford now. This tower has, in its dereliction, become an odd sort of modern folly. A abandoned training ground for pretend fires. It only dates back to 1971. I’ll be a bit sad when they finally tear it down.
I was going to start that #FebPhotoADay challenge, I really did give it some hard thought, but the first one is your view today and, damnit, I just haven’t seen anything I wanted to take a picture of today.
I even went out, looking for something. And realised that what is normally a fun learning experience for me had suddenly become a chore.
So, fuck that. Here’s a picture from Saturday. I find this far more satisfying than trying to meet a theme.