The gr8ful grind

Let go of anger; It's an acid that eats away the delicate layers of your happiness

The reverse side has also its reverse side

Wednesday, April 11, 2007

Okay, so I'm standing on the same bridge on the same night as yesterday's photo and I decide to see what it would look like if I tried to take a photo of this hospital up on the far hill. So I snap the photo. During the time the shutter is open, a bus passes by. I thought the shot was going to be garbage because of the bus in the middle of the photo. But look! you can see the lights of the bus (the white lights from inside, the high outside lights, the tail lights), but the bus itself magically is not in the photo. Weird. Portland, Oregon, March, 2007.


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