This is one of my old shots that was taken while wandering around my town… Have a look. The blazing sun indwells here as it does in all soul uplifting stories. Thus the chapbooks just hypnotize. But … the toys revive just on midnights in fairy tales. Isn’t it strange?
The night doesn’t mean the darkness. The darkness means the loss of our trust in the miracles. It is the loss of our faith and its exile into the faerie.
3 responses so far ↓
givethemhell // April 23, 2008 at 12:03 |
A lovely shot, Tomas, so bright and sunny. Ah, summer is coming – I am waiting for it.
Have a wonderful Wednesday,
Eva
helenl // April 23, 2008 at 17:24 |
Hi Tomas, Thanks for sending this picture in an e-card. I like comments on our blogs better.
Never stop believing in the miracles. Love, Helen
ybonesy // April 23, 2008 at 18:59 |
This shot is quite incredible. It reminds me of a the blending of paints and photography. It is perhaps my favorite out of all your shots.
I’m glad you revisited your archives! Thank you.