From my London folder again…
I was happy to have caught this gesture…
He’s framed by various pictures, and there’s a statement here to be made about the idealised/commodified/cosmetic appearances of the pictures vs his heartfelt sincerity. Check out the arrow that’s about to pierce his heart.
The British Museum … it’s difficult to photograph such an iconic place because you know it has been done so many times…
I chose the seemingly unthinking approach: capture it at any angle and it’ll still look wonderful. Kudos to the architects…
Here’s a museum interior that plays with religious icons … there’s definitely a connection between religious devotion and museum space.
In a way, we’re here to worship art and/or the past.
At the Victoria and Albert Museum.
Here’re the acolytes …
I’m a tourist!
A busy scene with the seated person as a focal point, at the still point of the turning world …
“At the still point of the turning world. Neither flesh nor fleshless;
Neither from nor towards; at the still point, there the dance is,
But neither arrest nor movement. And do not call it fixity,
Where past and future are gathered. Neither movement from nor towards,
Neither ascent nor decline. Except for the point, the still point,
There would be no dance, and there is only the dance.
I can only say, there we have been: but I cannot say where.”
(T. S. Eliot, “Burnt Norton”, The Four Quartets)
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