DIRTY HORSES, FIRE IN THE TREES and OTHER AMAZING SIGHTS, as seen in the rearview mirror; AIRPLANE and VAN spotted on a bike ride
Actually, I doubt the horses are all that dirty. In fact, as horses go, I suspect they are reasonably clean. It is the mirror that is dirty. It is really dirty - not fit to be a photographic platform, yet I use it as one anyway. Actually, there is no fire in the trees at all. There is fireweed, blooming. I apologize for the deception, but, if I had titled this "Horses and fireweed as seen in a dirty rearview mirror," who would have cared enough to even open this post?
And, actually, I only have one other sight photographed in my rearview mirror and, to be honest, it is not all that amazing of a sight. Just a woman out walking with her dog. She has pulled it over to the side of the road so it won't get run over.
But, again, if I had titled this, "and another unamazing sight," who would have cared? Who would have looked?
Now you know how the media really functions in America.
I was 100 percent honest when I claimed I spotted an airplane from my bike. Here it is. This was a terribly challenging picture to take. Not many photographers could have successfully pulled it off. I was pedaling along, you see, with my camera slung under my shoulder and a lens cap protecting the glass.
Then I heard the plane. I didn't have much time at all. I had to stop the bike, put my feet on the road, remove the lens cap, raise the camera and shoot just an instant before the plane got to the edge of the lighter clouds.
Against all odds, I succeeded where many a more famous photographer would have failed.
This photo will go down in history. It won't be long before every art student in America will be writing papers on this photo. It will be the subject of Master Theses and Doctoral Dissertations.
Each will end with a sentence to this effect:
"Not withstanding the great impact this photo has had in the photography and art worlds and regardless of the fact that unscrupulous museum owners and auctioneers earned billions of dollars off it, the artist died a pauper."
And here is the van. It is just a run of the mill van shot, the kind you see every day. No big deal.
You can see I veered off course of my plan again.
Oh, well.
Plans are made to be discarded.
I will resurrect my plan tomorrow.
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