I told Jake and Elwood: Remember the place where Mr Äleklint shot a picture - "Tarkini´s door" and that stuff? Yep, they said. Just go west from there and meet up with abeku. But what for?? He´s a photographer dammit. Your car! M.T.
yes, I am thinking from here I could be a Dharma Bum once more, or maybe Dylan will happen by and yell out "If I were tickled by the rub of love . . . " or the other Dylan would whine and wail about the wind -- and I would be that discontented age once more, and this car and this house would represent all that had made me and all that I want to run from.
I guess that's why we call images like this evocative . . .
I told Jake and Elwood:
ReplyDeleteRemember the place where Mr Äleklint shot a picture - "Tarkini´s door" and that stuff?
Yep, they said.
Just go west from there and meet up with abeku.
But what for??
He´s a photographer dammit. Your car!
M.T.
Reminds me strongly of the aesthetics of Robert Frank's American journey.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful vision you got, Anders!
yes, I am thinking from here I could be a Dharma Bum once more, or maybe Dylan will happen by and yell out "If I were tickled by the rub of love . . . " or the other Dylan would whine and wail about the wind -- and I would be that discontented age once more, and this car and this house would represent all that had made me and all that I want to run from.
ReplyDeleteI guess that's why we call images like this evocative . . .
There is a suburban feeling in this I very much fancy...a sensation of a sleeping suburb. The car is the connection to the city, to the life.
ReplyDeleteWonderful tones and tunes!
/christofer
That light is just great!
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