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Thanks! Enjoy! John

Well it was obvious enough from the thumbnail. It's a brilliant and fun find. We talked over these before and it's another great one all that plastering of the city has at least some advantages (btw I've uploaded 2 fun ones also you should see) A cynic would refer to it as big brother but since I'm hardly that I think it's mostly funny. As always, Ton

Except in some comic sense. Big brother is too busy occcupying the White House, probably dreaming up some doomsday scendario whereby he gets to stay in power past the end of his term and those 'internment camps' they built secretly get filled up with his 'enemies' who turn out to number most of the U.S., even inside the U.S.

 

Yes, this was meant for a 'snort' and a 'belly-laugh', and I certainly hoped it provoked same at your end, and maybe caused you to blow some Coca-Cola through your nose (Johnny Depp probably would have endorsed that, as I have enlisted his help on this one -- it has a supporting cast, breaking my 'no celebrity' rule somewhat).

 

Best to you, Ton, and thanks for commenting. I'll go have a look at those two, also, when my connection is better, and I have some battery.

 

John (Crosley)

Very impressive work, I like it, John!

Sometimes a photo is obvious to anyone who happens to see it, and it's just for the mileage and the 'being there' (like Chauncey the Gardener of the film of the same name), that allows one to take some great or at least appealing photos.

 

A certain number of my photos are taken and possible because of my insistence on 'being there' WITH CAMERA(S) at the ready, preset, ready to fire and my willingness to risk scorn and humiliation by raising them (but most think I'm a professional despite whatever I say to the contrary, even officials).

 

This one, however, is entirely of my own construction. That sign is a good block away (American standard of urban measurement) and fills the side of a tall warehouse.

 

So, in a very good sense, I constructed this photo, but it was more obvious to me than, maybe, others, because I was parked here. (Did I have a handicapped sticker? I ain't telling. . . . ).

 

Best to you, Ruud; thanks for stopping by again.

 

John (Crosley)

You are genial in transforming this ordinary scene into an interesting and very eye catching composition. Nobody wants to mess with Sweeney Todd looking at you with those challenging eyes.

 

On second thought, perhaps we can be park here because we are immobilized by fear.

AKA Johnny Depp, is about a bock away.

 

No need to rest in fear.

 

They're compressed by telephoto use, as you could have guessed, and the tele stopped down to the ultimate to offer some depth of field (200 mm extension, most likely, on my 70~200 mm V.R. zoom)

 

Thanks for the humourous comment, Adan W.

 

John (Crosley)

... as you well know, John. Are you doing your Chauncy Gardiner imitation now:) You had to give the impact of the two contrasting images, plus the bars, and that is a sophisticated juxtaposition. And the result was humorous, as you intended. In fact, you didn't need the title at all for us to get that humor, although it didn't hurt. Thanks for the shot and for the reference to one of my favorite characters in modern literature, "As long as the roots are not severed, all is well and all will be well in the garden."

That's no imitation.

 

I was just walking by in the garden, and saw this as I was tending the roses.

 

As I went to trim the roses, and the camera fired unexpectedly, the autofocus engaged and the auto-exposure resulted in a good exposure too, all for the better, I suppose.

 

When I went to look at my camera, this was what I found.

 

Chauncey the Gardiner

 

AKA John (Crosley)

... I heard that Dante dropped a pen on paper and looked, and lo, there was the Inferno. And somewhere there is a room full of monkeys at typewriters ...

I am 'tending the garden' so to speak.

 

I hope with some discretion; and that I'm not even known to be a gardiner, just a heavy old photographer trying to make 'great' photos from thin air.

 

Reminds me of a guy often quoted in the San Jose Mercury News, espousing the cause of 'breathairianism' -- of the art/science of living only on the air one breathes without eating and also maybe without sleeping.

 

Finally, after complaints they were quoting too freely from this guy who was quite articulate and had wormed his way into the public relations system (much as A. Warhol had managed to do with his gaggle of strange hangers-on), the Mercury News decided to investigate this guy.

 

Rather than living a life of breathairianism -- living on the air one breathes, it turns out he chowed down regularly on McDonald's Big Macs and Burger King Whoppers, and was photographed doing so. He disappeared from the news thereafter.

 

He was more than a little deranged or he was pulling a fast one.

 

Worse, I think he even believed he was a 'breathairianist' -- he began to believe his own press releases, which is a very dangerous place to be.

 

I write my own biography here daily, but that doesn't mean that, like Wikipedia, it couldn't use some judicious editing.

 

Best to you, Dennis.

 

Watch those monkeys, just as I have been.

 

They've been hard at work here.

 

John (Crosley)