Lori Witzel's pictures, poems and other souvenirs and artifacts.
I don't know why, but for some reason this picture just depressed the hell out of me.Each frame is a memory lost and unfulfilled.
umm, interesting idea. I fell in love with the light, I didn't think about the symbolism.
Wow -- Stewart, never would've gotten that myself, but clearly a valid response!What stopped me -- aside from the fact that it is a bit unusual to see something like this on someone's fence as one walks down a street -- was the feeling I had of time rushing past, but not in a melancholy way, more in a burbling, water-flow sort of way. (Geez, words are failing me here.) Emma, I loved the light as well -- and that material behind the empty frames was almost like a massive sheet of duct tape.
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