On occasion, I get told I have some skills as a photographer. I know I don’t, but I also know I have something that can pass for skill; curiosity. That’s what I attribute as the agent to the birth of THIS post.
I say curiosity as encompassing a tendency to get lost in the mundane that’s made to look different.
And now, the photo:
Yes, another version of the Amazing Engine Compartment. This one treated to a painterly effect. One of the masters, methinks.
With good cause, I often rail on the afterlife. The idea of spending eternity in adoration of an imaginary patriarch or entertaining a bunch of virgins is . . . well, repellant comes to mind.
If the afterlife is — as we are told — a reward of sorts, it stands to reason it can only have merit if it caters to something I would consider a reward and not something that is forced upon me.
Now, that’s what I call a reward and a worthwhile hope for the afterlife.
And, of course, everyone is waiting to see the . . . Spinning Baseball Bats Synchronized Swim Team Spinner. I wasn’t paying attention and it seems one or more of the bats have been corked and thus the spinner is not properly balanced and not spinning symmetrically.
And . . . that’s it
Some of these posts will likely be longer as the mood hits me, but most will be thus; short, uninteresting, bland, and relentless.
You can read about Project 313 HERE.
That’s it. This post has ended . . . except for the stuff below.
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