I like everything about this photograph. The misterious closed and abandoned window. It doesn't bring any hope. The expectant is getting nervous. The sign of the street brakes apart the balance between the man and the window. The number? Number 2 is coming. He's almost sure! Or, is he? Anyway, all he can do is wait.
I devote this photograph to the former member of this site, Ubique.
Paul Martin, thank YOU for all the fish.
Yes, the artist is often just a passenger rather than the driver!
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Ha! What a dedication! Thank you very much. What was it Wayne and Garth said? "I'm not worthy!"
However, I do agree with you about the photograph. It's a bloody ripper, mate! (as we say in Australia). Tension, ambiguity, so much not quite resolved ... can't ask for much more than that. The vertical band of red bricks prevents my attention from leaking out the quiet side of the image, and at the same time guards the 'expectant's' back. He and I can therefore wait together, watching, and counting the passing minutes and hoping.
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