tales from an ordinary world

2003-04-21

The music seems to have complete control over my mood, which is only a bad thing for a little while. Rummage around for something a little more upbeat. Match my steps. These red shoes have seen a fair bit of walking, and there's more to come. I ended up in Thornbury today - there's so many streets I've never been down. The graffiti's more pronounced, more vocal, more social in the north - a large proportion of my photos end up being of these words and occasional drawings. I can't take photos of people, it seems...impolite. I take photos of things, instead. Some things are best left remembered, though - the cut-and-pasted newspapers on the wall of the "comfortable chair" cafe, for instance - a pile of famous front pages through the years, newspaper styles I'd almost forgotten, and the advertisements around the edge. A mix of memories in black and white print. Where was I when...?