2011-10-19 // 12:07:25
g.
hm.
this is the only polaroid you took (well, and showed) I haven't seen so far. And I wonder why.
suffering from the thumbnail-syndrom, probably.
and by far, not for justice, as I like it a lot. It reminds of two old ones I took. the one, a little statue looking over a little private pier, witnessing and whispering from old times. the other, a houseentry in Riga, and the sun throwing the shadow of the number (on glass, on top of the door) on the floor inside.
history and its ways.
memory and paths and views.
and these little lines inbetween.