– greyness and light and things at night

sunflower

greyness and light and things at night

parking

please wait awhile

star

stop sign

window

ripples

Was listening to John Coltrane, now listening to Ryuichi Sakamoto and Alva Noto, Revep. Both seem apt. I’d forgotten I’d bought the Sakamoto. The perils of the listening to music via the computer age. I love his stuff. Very soothing. I haven’t heard of Alva Noto before. I guess I’ll go off and google. Apparently the E.P. is a reworking of the “Merry Christmas Mr. Lawrence” stuff. No wonder I like it.

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3 Comments on “– greyness and light and things at night”

  1. TOS Says:

    One more time.

    Your photos always seem to have an air of mystery around them. That’s what, to me, makes them so compelling.

    I’m not a compulsive list maker, or a ranker of things, but I do find that when I do this, it helps me look more closely at things, and think more about why it is that I like somethings more than others.

    Here goes: Your set, in order of preference.

    1. greyness and light and things at night.

    This photo is a masterpiece. It has it all. Lovely, almosthand-tinted subtle colors. There’s arm vibe juxtaposed with just a hint of noirish trouble lurking.
    What is that big fucking American car doing here? Is someone about to be “taken out?” That woman in the floral pants is in for a rude awaking if she thinks that skinny guy in front of her can protect her from a speeding car or a barrage of bullets. But people always seem to prefer to learn things the hard way, don’t they? The shrubbery on the left needs to be trimmed back, because it is about to block the drivers view of the traffic light. I can already hear the screeching of tires, and the dull thud of impact.

    2. please wait awhile

    This was a close second. I can only assume the sign is for for rubes with slow reflexes. There’s no need to wait if one times the drop and roll maneuvre correctly so that he lands laying flat between the rails, and then does the roll and raise to the other side of the train with equal panache.

    Obviously, I’m referring to pedestrians, only. Only a fool would risk having his bike mangled by a train.

    3. Parking

    I knew Japanese cars (in Japan) were smaller than Japanese cars in America, but I didn’t realize, until now, just HOW small. They’re microscopic.

    This photo also is evocative of the melancholy that Hopper often depicted in his paintings (Edward, not Dennis).

    Still, it is nice to see that the lot is full. Let’s hope everyone is out spending money and having a good time.

    tbc

  2. TOS Says:

    4. Stop sign.

    Stop me if I’m wrong, but that appears to be a yield sign.

    The Japanese are like magical leprechauns on mushrooms, aren’t they? Always muckin’ about with the tried and true, devising tricks to foil those of us who prefer things to remain the way they were when we were living on the farm.

    Now, as to why the Japanese insist upon having their green traffic lights indicating that one should stop, and the red lights meaning go, this has baffled trafficologists for decades, but it is understandable to me. (There’s no specific reason why it is so understandable to me; it just is. Now deal with it.)

    5. Star

    Star would have been number one if there had only been one of Brassai’s plump prostitutes or one of Larry Clark’s teenage-rentboy gun-toting meth-heads lurking about in the forground to add a twinge of illicitness and humanity to the the proceedings.

    6. cloud window

    This would have been number one had there been a business-suit-attired salary man plummeting to his death about one-third of the way from the top of the photo. Were he maintaining a pose of stoic defience during the free fall, I would have, obviously, added bonus points.

    Still, as imagination is the best aphrodisiac when you don’t have any of the real ones, we can all find comfort in closing our eyes and just imagining the steely-eyed grimace on the the gentleman’s face moments before impact.

    Stubborn to the end.

    6. After you

    I’m all for polite societal intercourse, but only in Japan would one find pre-printed signs to be carried around by people on the off chance that they were to happen upon a deaf-english-speaking tourist who would be arriving at the same door at the same time as they were.

    This is bordering on being obsequiescent. Why not just open the door, smile politely, and then give the tourist a soft grope on the ass as she passes by?

    7. Ripples

    I never drank Ripple. I was more of a Night Train guy.

    8. Sunflower.

    Sunflower would have been number one if there had only been one of Brassai’s plump prostitutes or one of Larry Clark’s teenage-rentboy gun-toting meth-heads lurking about in the forground to add a twinge of illicitness and humanity to the the proceedings.


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