I can’t watch the news, not the news that the media wants me to see. It’s full of tragedy, and more specifically, tragedy that has befallen children. You can’t read a newspaper or turn on the TV without hearing the horror stories. As a parent, I’m pre-programmed to already imagine all the horror that can befal my kids, I don’t need any help. And while there may be an argument for “don’t do this” kinda moments.
Most of the times it’s a toddler running into the road, flailing out of a parents arms, random acts of car, man, dog etc – and really – even locking my son up in a cage could hurt him (kid cage recall after toddler swallows lock)… whatever, if kids dying every day is the real world then I’ll happily live in the matrix. Ignorance is bliss.
This is an absolutely beautiful shot. Five upright flowers, with one fallen over, shadows cast by larger plants (a tree, maybe) falling on the wall. And that crack running from behind the flowers up the wall, as if to comment upon their fragility… beautiful.
Love it!! (the picture, not your emotional turmoil at being a father!)
this is a really lovely shot. i love the little bits of color against the textured, dull wall. nicely noticed!
love this shot. live the words. i hear ya.
"One of them is not like the others"