Why not?
Yeah, I do take a lot of impressionist style photos – it’s my favourite school of painting, so it sort of follows. Some of them turn out well, some I’m not so sure about. These are (or were) roses… but they don’t really give the impression of roses on the bush, more like roses exploding. And well, you know how it goes, one thing turns to another and I sometimes fear I’m the only one it makes sense to. But I could be wrong. It’s the beginning of a theory, sort of like the theory of a theory, or a potluck shot into infinity. It’s all out there. You’ve gotta hit something. And… face it, whatever gets hit, no matter how random – it’s going to be amazing!
BANG!
Bang!
bang!
bang…
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