Tuesday, November 25, 2014

Pillow Space, Pennhurst



PHOTOGRAPHER’S JOURNAL: Looking at this image shot at Pennhurst made me think about times when I was five or six in my new bedroom - nap times, maybe, when I would lie awake in that space between the pillow and the wall and entertain myself. It was, perhaps the most private place I had. There were already cars and trains and boats and planes on the wallpaper there, and nobody minded if I added suns and moons and rode Crayon palominos through the milky way.



2 comments:

Ginnie said...

Your memories juxtaposed against this image are haunting, Ted...or, perhaps, they "lift" the sense of haunting?

Emery Roth II said...

Thank you.