2 April 2009

In Narrative Mode

I rarely try narrative. Can't handle it, to be honest.
Years reading Joseph Conrad and Henry James lured me into the sideroads
of expression, where metaphor, vagueness and a love of literary reverie
replaced any desire to actually find out what happened next.

I offer this as an explanation to myself.
I should, by now, have managed to organise my photos into some
presentable form, preferably a linear record of out time "Down Under".

Instead of applying myself, I spend whimsical moments wondering about
RGB and ICC.

The colours have taken over...


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