A Recap

[poliphilo]

Lets try again.

When I was walking round Ashton the other day taking photographs I went into a light trance where everything I came accross- tired mothers pushing strollers, boarded up buildings, graffiti-covered bus stops- seemed wonderfully interesting and significant and beautiful. It was as if I were seeing beneath the skin of things.

Inevitably the pictures I took didn't convey much of this (though one or two of them were OK).

You can't photograph a state of mind.

But that's what I was on about yesterday when I was saying ugliness equals beauty.

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[poliphilo.livejournal.com]

Ha, yes, I recognise that one- it was my parents' favourite tactic for keeping me in my place.