22 March 2009

when the press comes to your funeral

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... and it seems natural, you know you are the family business.

Maybe instead of wailing for my wealthy socialist gentleman I should be wailing to get some help becoming a photographer. I fooled with this image a little because the subjects were impeccable but the photographer muffed the mood somehow. Of course, if I had more pixel density to work with, this would have been much better.

Sometimes I just go around taking details of images and fool with them... sort of a meta-photographer, I guess.

3 comments:

  1. Yeah, this is bad. But don't get mad at me for how I really feel, but I can't get worked up about a bunch of rich people who get hurt up at their exclusive ski resort.

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  2. OK, you can now attack me for saying that.

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  3. Well, I feel for them because they are human and I think there was plenty of real love there, but, yes, it's harder to feel sorry for people that wealthy. Maybe that's part of why they were so accommodating to the photographers in their grief....

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