| Man on Mars? No, not really. |
[01 Feb 2005|08:57am] |
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Green Day - American Idiot |
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For sometime now, everyone could approach my journal with lesser caution – no bandwidth hogging photographs of inanimate objects passing off as art. I was hibernating in an Alaskan winter of 4-5 hour days. The weekends I usually get up around 11am, the sun would already be on a downward slide and by the time we fixed brunch and got ready to get out of the house, after posing at the horizon for sometime, the sun would have given up his waiting and went about his nightly business – it’d be hardly 4 pm then. The camera, I think, liked this arrangement, promptly put on its invisibility cloak and slid out of our lives.
But after the winter solstice, we have been gaining daylight hours and on Sunday I was pricked from my sleep at 10am by a ray of light trying to prod its way in thru’ the obstinate blinds. Such audacity called for revenge. I decided to shoot the sun as it bled to death that evening, but accidently someone else slipped in to my frame. Take a look.

( Want to know what he was doing? Click and enter, two more photographs on the other side, if you(your connection) can take it )
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