Two women on the back of a bakkie, sitting with a fridge as though they were being moved like household appliances. Reason for not taking the photo: the scene was heavily backlit, I was driving, I was on the wrong side of the car.
A man standing at an intersection wearing an advertisement around his neck like it was a sentence, an inescapable fate that he’d resigned himself to. Paying people to hold signs, to act as human billboards, is a sad thing indeed. It says that the only value this person has is that they are cheaper than an actual signboard. Reason for not taking the photo: being slow-witted, heavy backlighting, driving.
A faded pink Mercedes stretch limo, in the style of the 80s, filled with colourful balloons. Reasons for not taking the photo: driving (again, always), zero response time (the limo was driving past me) and I was shooting black and white on that day.
LCD Soundsystem are putting on their last show in April which is, of course, really sad, but that’s how it goes I guess. And I guess if you pressed me on the matter I’d rather have it this way. Maybe. Either way, that’s not what this is about.
What this right here is about is the temptation to fly to New York for the express purpose of partying it up at their last party. I would of course do other things there too but it would be a short holiday. Crazy crazy idea? Perhaps. But: LCD! zomfgrn!
I’m stepping out for the week so don’t expect any blog updates. I’ll be back with a brand new batch of photo’s of the N12, probably of the side of the road and petrol stations. Or poor people. All good subjects really. There will also be photo’s of Cape Town and the locals looking smug.
The coffee machine here at work refuses to make me coffee. It demands that I “FILL WATERTANK” first. I tried doing as it asked (demanded really) but no dice, it still wants “FILL WATERTANK”. Guess it’s sad and doesn’t know why, not really at any rate. So now I have no appetite suppressant and my body is getting wise to the fact that I don’t feed it enough in the mornings. I suspect a revolution, or at least a mild objection in the form of a headache, may be in the works.
Silly coffee machine, more water isn’t what you need. Maybe you need a change, maybe you need a holiday.