Brooding in the shadows just before dawn and all too beautiful; tantalising, seductive even; and prudently fenced off from those who might want – or perhaps even, desire – to take too close a look.
But a cold beauty now, dumb, metallic, inert, just a work of modern sculpture or an overlarge paperweight, even if all of that can be changed in an instant by the arrival of – no, not something with the elegance of Cinderella’s slipper – but more prosaically, in this mass-produced, machine-driven world: an ignition key.
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Technique: X-T2 with 55-200 Fujinon lens at 300mm (equiv); 200 ISO; spotmetering for highlights; Lightroom, using the Velvia/Vivid film simulation; car park beside Temple Meads station, central Bristol; 26 May 2017.
You’re waxing poetic, in words and in the image. The fencing makes such a terrific addition and keeping it all low-key was smart.
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Well, I enjoy words as well as images – very glad you enjoy the two here! 🙂
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Ah, Adrian. You did it again. I love this.
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Excellent, that’s very good to hear! 🙂
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❤ another cool one in my least favorite series
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Excellent – thank you, Matt! 🙂
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The abstract grit of the fence really makes it here; a cold composition.. Cheers!
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Yes, certainly cold! Thanks, my friend – and all the best for the weekend! 🙂 🙂 🙂
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A good Duvel is also a cold composition! Let’s drink them. Cheers for the weekend 😀
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🙂 🙂 🙂 !!!
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