A handy spell of sunshine between heavy showers of rain lifted the mood during my afternoon coffee-break yesterday, and I headed straight for a recently-erected set of marquees.
I find something irresistible about the painterly, impressionistic effect of a scene viewed through a translucent, mobile medium. In a way, it's a sort of metaphor for both the process of photography and of vision -- of seeing -- itself.
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Well, there's your DJ name - Marquee Mike.
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