an image diary

"And if he left off dreaming about you, where do you suppose you'd be? ... You'd be nowhere. Why, you're only a sort of thing in his dream! If that there King was to wake you'd go out -- bang! -- just like a candle!"

"Hush! You'll be waking him, I'm afraid, if you make so much noise."

"Well it's no use your talking about waking him when you're only one of the things in his dream. You know very well you're not real."

Friday, February 6, 2009

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photo taken around the house in winter (after I learned something about noise) with the new wide(r) angle lens converter (whatever that means) that approximates 27 mm, which is almost as wide as I can go now with film, too #2


O no. Garbage day.


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