playing with images from husband’s photos
attracted by pattern and colour
cropping and creating another world
later: came across somewhat similar images taken almost four years ago
found in the annual purge of the photo album, not my usual subject matter
the underside of Granville Street Bridge, the section over Granville Island
maintenance repairs and upgrades for earthquake resistance
made me think of a few ‘bridge’ quotes:
I am seeking for the bridge which leans from the visible to the invisible through reality.
– Max Beckmann
We will burn that bridge when we come to it.
– Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
London Bridge is broken down, my fair lady
– Henry Carey: Namby Pamby
Added Feb.2, 2014: How timely! The Vancouver Sun has posted an article and many photos of the Granville Bridge’s opening to great fanfare 60 years ago. The bridge was built above an earlier Granville Bridge that had spanned False Creek since 1909. The 1909 bridge had replaced a third Granville Bridge which was built in 1889, when Vancouver was only three years old.
Details of the walls and windows of the now closed St. Michael’s Indian Residential School in Alert Bay. This kind of weathering and aging activity is a very fascinating subject for me to record. Yet these images are a deeply disturbing record and reminder of what happened behind those walls so I’m not sure I could bear to ever print these.
Still remembering our wonderful island hopping trip in September. I love the small ferries and the opportunity to stand on the open car decks and take a close look at interesting details while also enjoying the sea crossings. We had boarded the ferry to Quadra Island early so had a bit of a quiet wait with no crowds nor vibrations, perfect for taking photos. As always, my interest in the weathered and the rusted details shows!
As most readers know, I love photographing details of interesting things like rusty objects. These are from the ferry that we rode a few weeks ago to Quadra Island and back. As I’m searching in my mind for a title, I think of ‘links’. I know that word has a multitude of meanings and assocations but I’m surprised at how many there are!
These are mostly rusty chain links, but can the twisted rope chain also be called a link or links? I recall taking similar detail photos on a ferry years ago but do you think I could find that link in my huge archives, or maybe I never did post the photos I’m thinking of? A missing link somewhere?
On our New Year’s Eve day walk I took many photos, posting some of trees against water and sky, where I was looking up and out a great deal.
To view the ones above, I’m looking down, something commenters have teased me about a lot in the past. No wonder, for I’ve taken numerous “underfoot” photos. The first may have been ones of the studio floor, then some on roads near home, and many others. Most memorable were the ones taken in London in 2009. A few of the former showed up in my print works, but many of the latter emerged in the London Underfoot series. I wonder what this new year will bring?
More man made textures and colours from the same area as urban textures 2/.
Below is another man made object from the same spot. A different character altogether. It is much smaller and lighter and seemingly less permanent. But is it really? A question of permanence and impermanence.
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