jolie laide

jolie laide

I started this when I lived in Brooklyn and struggled for grace in a city that grants moments of beauty and ugliness breathtakingly close to one another. Now I live in a place where things are a different kind of ugly and the beauty is pedestrian. I struggle with that.



Blogger argonic said...

It's all Xs, no Os. No fair.

11:11 AM  
Blogger ttractor said...

nice catch!

I took this this morning at my home train station. on my toes, craning and twisting around, holding and angling my phone's camera, and I hear a familiar voice, saying, what are you doing?

It's one of my buddies from the Fiscal Dept at work, Harriet. It was kind of a shock--you know, you think you are all alone--even if you are in public doing something that looks sorta wierd. So I got my commuting anonimity stripped off and felt like a retard, but that was replaced with chatting and gossiping all the way to work. A good trade off, I'm thinking.

11:30 AM  
Anonymous stepanova said...

Fantastic pic.

Is shit like this all around me too, every day? Because I never see it. You have a gift.

8:29 AM  
Blogger ttractor said...

step, I am so glad you like this. I am really shy about putting photos up. Having spent so much time looking at art as a professional has made me really self-conscious about putting up...well, I won't even be so presumptuous as to call it art...just these things that I see and hear.

I would be delighted to go for a walk with you and show you "how" I see things.

7:21 PM  
Blogger Dr. S said...

I'm with Step on loving the things you see. I think I see a ton, too, but it's different kind of stuff, because I'm in a different kind of world. My brother's a photographer, so I often feel a little goofy, knowing that my stuff isn't as polished as his. But I like the small details. I like how textured all your stuff is.

9:28 PM  

Post a Comment

<< Home