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I created multiple version of this image, all of which I think have merits as final prints. Below are my favourites of the batch.
Bill and I discovered when we arrived in Rome at the very iconic site of the Colosseum, that it really wasn’t quite what we had been expecting. Not as we had envisaged it through countless references in films, and in iconic pictures in history books. In some respects it seemed smaller, and not the big round-about for traffic that we are often given to believe it is. It was just there. Broken and there, and very old. Of course many tourists and Romans alike were milling around the great structure snapping away with their selfie-sticks, consumed by the engulfing shade of one half of the building. The smell of human urine gave a certain piquancy to the air, along with nosefulls of dust and cigarette smoke. We had…
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“The self does not divide but multiplies in incongruous ways, incongruous to you that is. It forms within its own nature a potential wealth of other personality types that indeed populate your conception of the world and form those friendly faces that you meet within your so-called day-to-day experience. Life is not intrinsic to the manifestation of these other selves, for life is a term that can only apply to the human construct. We as your caretakers so to speak are just beyond the remit of your understanding of time. We perch atop the fence of your awareness like crows bringing the warmth and wisdom of the dark to the brightness of your cave. We bring light to you in ways that you do not presently comprehend. We furnish your worlds with cherished thoughts and indeterminable wisdoms that cloud your skies and pepper the land with things to look at, admire and experience as extensions of your selves. Your personhoods expressed through nature and creature-hood, through blustering winds and swelling tides. The moods of the earth match your own national and individual moods. One does not follow on from the other but all swim happily in unison within the tide of memories that link you all. A body of memories that is as vital as any living organism, of which the you that you know forms an important strand.”
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