This kind of vague bottom left to top right (in this case, against the movement of time in your image) composition is almost a signature of yours, to my mind - as is the crafty balance of the human (in either the simple sense of depiction, or more complicatedly as a geometric element) with the graphic. The tiling leads to an expectation of pure form - an expectation of rigid composition, but by the time the eye gets to the decayed wall behind your 'subject', all expectations are out of the window, and one knows one is in the presence of a very special personal vision.
It seems to be a summer disease at dpc, that the interesting photographs get even less acknowledgement than usual, and that what comments such stuff as this does command have a feeling of thoughtless dismissal. Be assured that some of us, at least, are still looking, and still wondering, and still learning. |