The lights of the ferris wheel
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And another shot from the carnival and you can't photograph at the carnival without a shot of the ferris wheel. Okay, so maybe it's not a straightforward shot. For those of you in the US, have a happy Fourth of July holiday!

"Canon EOS-3 with Fuji Velvia 100 film, cross processed"

Shameless plug of the day: You can vote for me at the Photoblog Awards if you want...or not. I was nominated, so I'll plug it here.

Song of the day: "Age of Consent" by New Order

Poem of the day:
"1

WHERE the city’s ceaseless crowd moves on, the live-long day,
Withdrawn, I join a group of children watching—I pause aside with them.

By the curb, toward the edge of the flagging,
A knife-grinder works at his wheel, sharpening a great knife;
Bending over, he carefully holds it to the stone—by foot and knee,
With measur’d tread, he turns rapidly—As he presses with light but firm hand,
Forth issue, then, in copious golden jets,
Sparkles from the wheel.

2

The scene, and all its belongings—how they seize and affect me!
The sad, sharp-chinn’d old man, with worn clothes, and broad shoulder-band of leather;
Myself, effusing and fluid—a phantom curiously floating—now here absorb’d and arrested;

The group, (an unminded point, set in a vast surrounding;)
The attentive, quiet children—the loud, proud, restive base of the streets;
The low, hoarse purr of the whirling stone—the light-press’d blade,
Diffusing, dropping, sideways-darting, in tiny showers of gold,
Sparkles from the wheel."
- Walt Whitman (1819–1892), "Sparkles from the Wheel"

Posted on 04 July, 2007 (22)