Reflecting on three months of posting on DeTOx, and my favorite pictures from the past three weeks, a consistent lack of direction is evident, and irrelevant. Our boredom is often a decision, whether or not we choose to concede this fact. Look around. Light. Color. Pattern. Texture. The oft overlooked, the unique, and the overly familiar.
Here's to three more months and not being bored.
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| Abandoned. |
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| Hop. Hop. Hop. |
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| Ben's. |
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| For Endres. |
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| Armed and Angry. |
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| "I don't care anymore." |
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| Rooftops. |
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| Want. |
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| The light and dark side of parquet. |
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| Yours truly. |
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| More color amongst the grey. Evanston. |
I love all the photos but my absolute favorite is the snake on the railway tie. Something about the fragile life juxtaposed with the rigid, implacable iron is really stunning. The colors are cool too.
ReplyDeleteIt would depend on how much time I had to grab stuff. Is the house burning up or are the flood waters rising? When our apartment building filled with smoke and a fire alarm we put on shoes, clothes, wrapped the kid in a wet blanket and ventured out into the stairwell. It never occurred to us to use the fire escape either. I think to plan for these things is better to have a suitcase already made up to grab on the way out the door. That way you aren't trying to decide when every atom is concentrating on immediate survival. Comes from having lived in earthquake country