I left New Zealand mid-2003, bound for Istanbul and a new lif. After two years, a Belgian guy lured me into his world, deep in the heart of Europe. For a long time I was an in-process immigrant. One day we married. These days it's about photography, a little red wine and wandering ... and so the journey goes.
Cant help but think carving your name in a tree isnt eco-terrorism. If only trees could carve their attackers back. This whole tagging thing is a desperate attempt of some to have their 15 minutes of fame, with no associated talent. Sadly Di - I'm serious here. Tagging living things is simply uncool. At least a building can be repainted.
Eco-terrorism ... hmmm, didn't see it from that angle. I guess it's a more obvious than the big business folk tearing down many trees for new buildings or paper. And is carving a name on a tree worse than getting into your car on a daily basis ... not that I'm defending tree terrorists ;)
15 minutes of fame? Ahhh but, writes I, in Haghia Sophia there's a piece of graffiti that has always fasincated me - it was done by one of the ravenging hoardes ... way back when Constantinople was the place for ravenging hoardes to go do their ravenging.
Such a great photograph - your eye never skips a detail! xo
ReplyDeleteLol, thank you Tara ... there was so much to see in your city! xo
ReplyDeleteCant help but think carving your name in a tree isnt eco-terrorism. If only trees could carve their attackers back.
ReplyDeleteThis whole tagging thing is a desperate attempt of some to have their 15 minutes of fame, with no associated talent.
Sadly Di - I'm serious here. Tagging living things is simply uncool. At least a building can be repainted.
No reflection on your image Di. :)
Eco-terrorism ... hmmm, didn't see it from that angle. I guess it's a more obvious than the big business folk tearing down many trees for new buildings or paper. And is carving a name on a tree worse than getting into your car on a daily basis ... not that I'm defending tree terrorists ;)
ReplyDelete15 minutes of fame? Ahhh but, writes I, in Haghia Sophia there's a piece of graffiti that has always fasincated me - it was done by one of the ravenging hoardes ... way back when Constantinople was the place for ravenging hoardes to go do their ravenging.
He trusted the tree to remember him when no one would.
ReplyDeleteAnd the tree did.
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