Randy McDonald (rfmcdpei) wrote,
Randy McDonald

[PHOTO] "23530008"

A goodly chunk of the pictures I'd taken on disposable cameras six, seven years ago developed wonderfully. Some didn't develop at all. One developed interestingly.


Grey, perfect grey. Entropy won out, here; unlike some of the other, partial, photos, I can't imagine any way that the image I'd snapped--I'm sure, based on the number of this batch of photos, that it was a picture of something in Charlottetown in 2003--could possibly be reconstructed. So: grey.

The homogeneous colour reminded me of Derek Jarman's final film Blue.

Presumptuous? Of course. And yet, at the end--Blue's end, his career's end, his life's end--the narration made a lovely point.

Our name will be forgotten
In time
No one will remember our work
Our life will pass like the traces of a cloud
And be scattered like
Mist that is chased by the
Rays of the sun
For our time is the passing of a shadow
And our lives will run like
Sparks through the stubble.

Blue is still a statement; so is grey.
Tags: derek jarman, movies, photos, popular culture
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