The past is a foreign country
whose emissaries stoically face
of dying in a strange land.
Anything can happen when you’re a child.
You don’t know how the world works yet, and you don’t know how you work. For you, magic hasn’t yet been distilled into religion, but remains diffuse, present in all things. It can make the least occurrence a cause for joy, or it can turn a shadow into an emissary of evil. So in childhood your senses are keened, for the world is all possibilities and anything can happen.
There are places in the world whose names and purposes have been forgotten. In these places your senses are once again keened, for here beauty exists along ugliness, danger with reward, and pain with peace. Magic is once again a thing of both wonder and menace, and you hope you can capture just a fraction of it with your camera.
More snow pictures! I suspect the only reason I put off going through the Milwaukee trip pictures for so long was that I needed to mentally distance myself from the snow and cold. I still haven’t done much with my blizzard pictures, maybe I’ll post those in August when it is 98 with a heat index of 115.Random moment on our way home from Milwaukee, we just happened to glance over at the same time and spot through the trees a nice little park on what passes for a hill here in the flatlands, overlooking the city proper. Of course, being the dead of January and late afternoon, the snow had already begun so the skyline was pretty obscured, leaving composition difficult and frustrating. I think the following was my best shot.
Still not that great, but I do like the lines of the roads and the river. That big ugly modernist house in the lower left is rather unappealing though and I had already wandered far enough away from the car without enough layers on that I was done, done, done. Either way this park is on the list of places we will visit now that it isn’t negative-silly-degrees out.
This is my favorite from the trip, overall. I had near perfect light (for once) and feel I used it fairly well (for a change). Just a little detail from the abandoned Pabst Brewery, which is locked up tight and has more security on it that I would have expected. Not to mention a randomly patrolling cop just happened to round a corner as I was trying a door and saw me. After that there were suddenly 4 squads in the area, going in circles like vultures around myself and my friend.