Thanks to all those who voted for my photo. I was not expecting great results. And more thanks to those who actually took the time to comment.
Yes, as a few have noted Thomas is possibly exiting the entrance, or maybe he is reversing in.... Anyone who knows the Thomas the Tank Engine stories will know that Thomas does not do everything as he ought to.
Special thanks to gjumi for his 10, and his story of how my image resurrected fond childhood memories. That was a wonderful thing to hear. It's the kind of reaction that I think many photogs want to provoke.
Creativity!? Differing opinions on this one, but at least I think I can claim that it was originalish!
LONG long time ago, when I was a kid, I read a book written by an Italian author called Gianni Rodari. I mean, the author, not the book. The title of the book in English would be something like "The voyage of the Blue Arrow". The Blue Arrow, in fact, was a toy train. Now, if my memory serves me well, and many times it doesn't, the story was as follows: one Christmas night, a kid is staring at the window of a toy store. He just stares and can't get any of the toys, because he's from a poor family. Anyhow, his waiting has an end, I guess because he gets tired or bored (I don't think he gets cold, because he's used to it), and goes back home, as usual, empty handed. But, that particular night, because it is Christmas I guess, the toys decide to go out of the store and find the boy and play with him and become his. So, all of them, the Ballerina, the one legged General, the Dog, and what not, get on the Blue Arrow and start roaming the streets of that city. During their adventures, they get attacked, kicked, but they also find many good kids. So, one by one, all the toys find a kid, like the Ballerina finds a cute little girl with red cheeks, the General finds a good boy, and so on. Even the Blue Arrow finds a kid, so stays at that kid's house and makes him happy. Only the toy Dog goes on to find the kid from the window. And he manages. The kid gets so happy, that he sleeps with the toy Dog. And, the next morning, when he wakes up, he finds that the dog turned into a live one, it isn't a toy anymore. Just like that other thing, the wooden stuff, I think it was called Pinocchio. Now, don't ask me how toys turn into living things, there must be something there in Italy that I don't know about, but it's an interesting thing to notice, don't you agree? Maybe it's the pizzas or something...
Anyhow, I was trying for a long time to comment this photo of yours and all the time I was thinking: what do people expect me to say about this? To comment about light, composition, post processing? The hell with all that, I just wanted to tell you that I managed to come up with a comment on your photo and that is that I remembered a book I read long long time ago...
By the way, I gave you a ten, and I believe I might be the only one. You don't deserve it, but I do. You get it, because you gave me the chance to say it. Thanks.
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