© 2010 Gin

The wall.

“But then the dove of hope began its downward slope… but as it came down near, so did a weary tear – I thought it was a bird, but it was just a paper bag.”
- Fiona Apple

The wall tells me many stories. Small lives in red and blue and green glaze glitter in the sunlight.

Above, the blue sky fills with birds.

Photos: St Kilda, Melbourne.

2 Responses to “The wall.”

  1. JR says:

    :) I took a few shots of this last week. Isn’t it such a great wall?

  2. Gin says:

    Yeah, I love it. Every time I look at it, I find a new detail I hadn’t noticed before.

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