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End of the Line
My (rather literal) interpretation of this month’s Theme Challenge. It sort of makes me wonder: where did the line start (or is this the beginning end of it)? Where has it been? What stories does it have to tell? Is it a string? A piece of yarn? A snarl of fishing line? So many possibilities, just laying there.
End of the line, November09, Theme Challenge.
-(Español):” Fin de la Línea, Noviembre09, Tema desafío”.
Técnica: Mixta. (Tinta, Collage con aluminio y cartón pintado metalizado ,acuarela).
-(English):” End of the line, November09, Theme Challenge.
Technique: Mixed. (Tinta, Collage & acuarela).
One end of the line!
This is a phone that features in a photo my dad at work in a telephone exchange in the 1950s.It was liberated when it became really obsolete and now sits in my Mums office at home. Its one of those things that has been around in all of their houses, I played with it as a kid and so did my sons.
The end of the line. Here is translation (with help of Translator-program) of the poem I wrote as a teen:
And by girl to run at the park,
Rolling the hoop between white statues,
To yet not know sullen Parcae,
Not to perceive itself with cursed.
I hope it understandable that its about faith, end, being blind to reality. And 3 statues kinda like Parcaes(roman) holding the tread of life.