Saturday, August 29, 2020

Hide Under Morphings

I accidentally hit the shutter button. I like the image, nonetheless. Most images mean nothing - say nothing. Yet they may convey some odd arrangement of colors, blurred aspects and objects of the life around us. That seems to be enough - they fetch a feeling. 

At their best, good images do more. But this is not an example. It is something that anybody might discard or delete from their life without a second thought. That aspect alone is reason enough to follow the image, to see where it wanders, where it arrives, to find out if it has any drugs and when is the next restroom.