PHOTOGRAPHER’S JOURNAL: The Sterling Opera House, they say, is haunted. Upstairs plaster walls hang silently, and no applause follows, only cracks, but if it is the sound of bones rattling or chains being dragged, it more likely comes from down stairs behind the dressing rooms in the City Council Rooms where the city council met with the mayor before there was a city or a council or a mayor. There was only a benefactor manufacturer named Sterling. He made pianos, and employed many people in town. It could have been the plot of an opera. He paid for both city halls, they say, though there was no city.
Wednesday, June 4, 2014
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An excellent abstract minimalist photo.
And now that the weekend's celebrations are over, I can respond. Don't all photos have to work as abstractions?
Abstractions in both vision and verb, Ted. I think you could write a book about all the images you share!
I've already written four, but the real one will be out next spring. I will be sure to notify the world.
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