Walkway After Deluge
I’ve been doing these photo-paintings for a while now - but don’t toss them into the blog very often unless I haven’t been shooting much (the book kept me off the streets for about three weeks). The idea came from a Rimbaud poem I was reading - After the Deluge. (In the poem, the streets are paved with jewels - I haven’t figured out how to do that yet).
The pieces come from about ten different negatives. The guy on the bench is using a blackberry. The sign doesn’t belong in the picture. The walkway is from another shot, etc. etc. They’re fun for me to do and just about the only time I feel like playing with colors.
Comment from Lester
Time: May 14, 2008, 5:25 am
Ah yes. Fall of ‘68. A neighbor of mine won two tickets to the premiere of “Yellow Submarine” in Manhattan hosted by Cousin Brucie. She asked me to go with her. The second song was “Eleanor Rigby” accompanied by colorized scenes of London. Then somebody spoke and I went into a dream. I was counting the number of holes it takes to fill Albert Hall. I saw a film today, oh boy.