Saturday, September 17, 2011
I could tell you this image was made in Malvern Hills, but it wouldn't really matter. Not to me anyway, and probably not to you. Maybe the specificity would signify some broad concept, that could be then specifically applied to a geographic locale. I like to think it was made elsewhere, another city, another state even. That's what I like to make believe. Because when I see it, my mind somehow believes it. I can't even really think it is so close. Its about something other than the place anyhow. Or a place that exists everywhere and nowhere. Its a corner you can never go back to. Or maybe one you will see in the future. These are the things I see.