🇩🇪📍München, Forstenried: Wie bei dem Bild vor zwei Wochen ist hier ein ähnliches Szenario zu sehen. Mit dem Unterschied, dass ich die Bildkomposition anders aufgebaut habe als im vorherigen Bild. Welches Bild gefällt dir besser? Dieses oder das vor zwei Wochen? - - -
Kamera: Canon EOS 200D - - - 🇬🇧📍Munich, Forstenried: As with the picture two weeks ago here is a similar scenario to see. With the difference that I’ve chosen another composition than in the previous picture. Which image do you like better? This or that two weeks ago? - - -
excerpt from the book i’m currently reading:
It is strange how close the past is, even when you imagine it to be so far away. Strange how it can just jump out of a sentence and hit you. Strange how every object or word can house a ghost.
The past is not one separate place. It is many, many places, and they are always ready to rise into the present. One minute it is the 1590s, the next it is the 1920s. And it is all related. It is all the accumulation of time. It builds up and builds up and can catch you violently off guard at any moment. The past resides inside the present, repeating, hiccuping, reminding you of all the stuff that no longer is. It bleeds out from road signs and plaques on park benches and songs and surnames and faces and the covers of books.
Sometimes just the sight of a tree or a sunset can smack you with the power of every tree or sunset you’ve ever seen and there is no way to protect yourself. There is no possible way of living in a world without books or trees or sunsets. There just isn’t.