Saturday 5th May 2012, 12.40pm (day 254)
There are definitely worse places to have one’s lunch. (See my other blog for more pictures from today.)
There are definitely worse places to have one’s lunch. (See my other blog for more pictures from today.)
I’m sure there was a functioning shop here the last time I looked (which was probably last week some time). But its gone now. Reflections on a shot are normally annoying, but here they don’t harm it, I think. You get a double dose of the photographer as well, if you look carefully.
Today is the eight-month point of the blog, which means I am two-thirds of the way through my intended project – to take and post a representative picture for every day of the year.
We were so close to getting some attractive but stereotypical shot of the canals this morning and probably that one will make the ‘Best of the Rest’ files at some later date. But in the end this one wins because it amuses me, and it amuses me because it’s not staged or altered in any way: the words are written in marker pen on the whiteboard behind me and yes, I took it myself and no, I actually wasn’t pulling a face. Apparently, that’s what I really look like.
I promise, some canals tomorrow. Or Thursday morning.
Well, this is certainly the earliest time yet for a daily pic, by a margin of some 110 minutes. Still, it could have been worse. It could have been Sheremetyevo airport. (This wry comment of course means nothing to anyone unfamiliar with the pleasures of Russian airspace.)
An utterly uneventful day, spent working at home – dull light, nothing particularly to see. Struggled for inspiration photo-wise, so for the first time in the 41 days I’ve been doing this (blimey, is that all?), you can have a self-portrait. Apologies. There won’t be many more.