... of the beholder

Voila:

you never know when you're going to walk into an SF set. It's all out there, for us escapists; just a matter of attention.

    This is also one of the things I consciously start to appreciate about photography -- the transformative power. Which is so natural that sometimes it can escape notice altogether. The whole business with 'mechanical rendering' of reality might have been some kind of an argument at the beginning of the 20th century, but not now. Not even taking into consideration the holiday snapshots; not really. 
     But, of course, it all lies in the eye of the beholder, not on the screen or printout, so the relevance of the question is again the matter of perspective, not the object itself. Which exists as what we take it to exist as.
     OK, end of babble. Enjoy. And think of Hal.


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