Stain No. 2
posted by tearful dishwasher at 9:54 AM
Saturday, July 30, 2005
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- Name: tearful dishwasher
- Location: U.S. Outlying Islands
Fully engaged in the whole catastrophe
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7 Comments:
scott, the figure in the black and white photo looks like you, more specifically a "posed" macho shot with what appear to be handguns. that's the only clue i have to this one, though, i really can't get a fix on it. nothing wrong w/that, however -- i'm sure someone else will lol. perhaps if it had a more descriptive title?
Hey, Jim-
Funny. I see a guy throwing a fit in black and white while 'outside the frame' a colorful couple steal a kiss...
It's good to have you around. I owe you a beer.
yrs-
Scott
ps- thought what you said to Laurel was vg.
ah well. i never could pick em at santa anita either lol.
*HARRY CONNICK, JR. — It Had to Be You*
*cheers*
:)
yes... i see what you're doing here, scott. it's important to keep the rage boxed apart from the tenderness of life.
tenderness is quite vulnerable, and doesn't stand a chance when mingled with ugly, formidable emotions and their destructive consequences. they can co-exist, but they cannot bleed into one another, but look how beautifully love can thrive when separated out, yolk from albumen.
k.
i hope i'm wrong about this, but the black and white anger might also be an underlying factor in the love, or perhaps the end to it, possibilities which in the technicolor newness of a relationship, the couple has little sense of.
Jim-
You bring a good sense of depth and density with the introduction of that dark possibility...
I like it.
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