My narcissistic moment - basking (literally) in the Sydney sunlight.I've always loved..Open doorways and all the possibilities they bring.The golden light of sunset, the slightest breeze, old weathered doorways with glass panels that catch the soft rays...
Maybe the long grey weekend was worth it after all.*tra la..*Labels: Australia, conceptual, emo, photography, Sydney, urban life
but, u need hair cut leh...
ahaha..maybe it's the lighting and all the camera angles combined too to make u look pretty different.
oh well I don't really know much bout cameras and photography anyways..:P
I just came upon this blog, so maybe you've already reflected on thresholds as liminal space. A place in between two worlds, two realities. The threshold is both realities at once, yet neither. It is its own sacred space. Morning is neither night nor day, yet both.
Evening.
Gates.
Windows on the dachas in the Russian countryside. The only bit of architecture that differentiates one rustic home from another. But lovely filigree and designs. An eye on the world.
Or ...
Are windows for looking out or looking in?
And so on.
you take care and see ya soon yea...