‘Women speak two languages - one of which is verbal.’ W. Shakespeare
And this is why I avoid shooting the human body.
Right place, right time.
Blur |blər|noun • an indistinct memory or impression of events, typically because they happened very fast: the day before was a blur.
It’s all so sad. So Sad. Cannot emphasise my disgust at the amount of ignorant yobs destroying such a beautiful capital. Shame on you.
A to your Q
I use film cameras mostly. I can take a fairly decent picture with a digital camera when blindfolded and this makes me feel lucky. Which is never good.
The intoxicated become delicate souls. Or were always to begin with.
1st August.
Giddy from the day’s heat and looking up too much. Again.
Morning of July 8th- Potter mourning begins in my hotel bed. Lamp will not stop staring at me.
