17 February 2006
17/02/06
Then I come across images like this one. I actually had to step into a building an ask permission to photograph these chairs. I wasn't shy about it even though it involved asking for permission. There was something that I was really attracted to. Probably the way they were nicely piled or probably that I used to have a chair this precise style. However, I still felt like they were thinking I was weird... and I have this feeling quite often.
Then I come across images like this one. I actually had to step into a building an ask permission to photograph these chairs. I wasn't shy about it even though it involved asking for permission. There was something that I was really attracted to. Probably the way they were nicely piled or probably that I used to have a chair this precise style. However, I still felt like they were thinking I was weird... and I have this feeling quite often.
# posted by Mao Carrera : 1:46 AM
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A veces es un martirio ser raro, otras veces una bendición. Todo depende del día, de la hora y del momento. Sin embargo, ser normal –me han dicho– puede ser aún más sofocante.
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