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Everyone runs into the great suck. And it seems that no matter what you do... Suck City!
Is there any thread that I could have pulled to find meaning in this mess?
I captured this image along the Arno river in Florence Italy a couple of years ago. Our apartment was in that first building to the left. The day was glorious, there was a photographer's sky. But... but... but... I failed to find the idea or feeling that pulled me through this frame. So I ladled on craft... and ladled... and ladled. And the thing wound up as a grotesquerie. Which is another way of saying.
And it drove me nuts. And I couldn't stop ladling. So I've revisited it over the years... and... and... AAAARGH!