I don’t post faces here on my blog. I’m trying to respect mine and others’ privacy issues.
So, for this week’s photo challenge you get a blank mannequin face; which is not as scary as the fashion mannequins that populate the museum I use to work at. There is a fine line between creepy and the uncanny valley when it comes to duplicating human faces.
My daddy’s face is a study. Winter moves into it and presides there. His eyes become a cliff of snow threatening to avalanche, his eyebrows bend like black limbs of leafless trees. His skin takes on the pale cheerless yellow of winter sun; for a jaw he has the edges of a snowbound field dotted with stubble; his high forehead is the frozen sweep of the Erie. ~Toni Morrison
I think your whole life shows in your face and you should be proud of that. ~Lauren Bacall
War may sometimes be a necessary evil. But no matter how necessary, it is always an evil, never a good. We will not learn how to live together in peace by killing each other’s children.
Jimmy Carter, Nobel Lecture, December 10, 2002
War is a series of catastrophes that results in a victory.
Georges Clemenceau (1841 – 1929)
Art recreates Life.
Paris vous êtes dans mes pensées: être sûr et prendre soin.
Not quite the full rainbow – I’m missing orange and indigo. I love indigo, to me it’s the colour of the light at dusk especially in the winter. Plus, if these chairs had been in my yard I would have put the white chair in the middle! I took this when I was walking home from work last year so it’s just some random yard in some random city. I’m not compulsive enough that I would rearrange chairs in a stranger’s yard.
And here, I am missing red and blue and indigo. I need to take more indigo pictures. I love that word – the sound of it, the shape of it, the spirit of it.
I am feeling ancient, ancient and cold (the minus 50 degree Celsius day is not helping). I am rock. I am granite. I am stone.
Water runs off me, through me and wears away at my surface.
The good stuff is underneath, is inside.
I am gargoyle, grotesque. I am a statue – immobile.
I am ancient. I am unknown.
I am abandoned.
There is beauty there.
Old. Ancient. Abandoned.
Today is Canada’s birthday!
We are 145!
I am feeling lazy…
So I give you pictures.
The occasional fleeting moments…
Here today, gone tomorrow!
Happy Canada Day;
Bonne Fete du Canada.
This week, I am posting two photos for two different challenges.
The first challenge is “words” over at Photo Friday.
The second challenge is “create” over at WordPress’ Weekly Photo Challenge.
Enjoy and I’ll see you next week!