POTD: Sorry I Smothered You

Sorry I Smothered You
Asheville, North Carolina
2010

There is a whole body of literature of very short stories referred to by names such as flash fiction or micro fiction. The most famous example is attributed to Ernest Hemingway who, according to legend, responded to a challenge to write a short story in ten words or less with this gem: “For sale: baby shoes, never worn.” I don’t know if the writer of this note in a window “shrine” in Asheville was intentionally writing a flash fiction piece, but it certainly qualifies. (Unless it’s actually true, then it would be flash nonfiction, or a flash memoir.)

Below is a photo of the entire window. The eclectic collection of trinkets reminds me of some of the religious shrines I’ve seen in Europe, Ireland most recently–I’ve posted some photos of these before. This shrine in Asheville seems not to have a particular religious basis, but if it does, attending one of their services could be quite interesting.

Window Shrine
Asheville, North Carolina
2010

POTD: Mating Season

Mating Season
Asheville, North Carolina
2010

Through the process of evolution, males of many bird species have developed brightly colored feathers to attract mates. A similar process may be occurring in the newspaper business. The colors may be good at attracting attention, but only the strong survive.

POTD: Adorn


Adorn
Asheville, North Carolina
2010

I like this image because, besides the bright colors, it has some interesting lighting effects. Sunlight is reflecting off some windows across the street, spotlighting the fire hydrant and the purple sign which would otherwise be lost in the shadow of the building. The reflected light also creates a shadow from the fire hydrant that lies at a right angle to the rest of the shadows in the photo. Why is that cool? It breaks the mold of the normal patterns in the way things work, or the way we think they ought to work.

POTD: Bring on the Dancing Girls

Bring on the Dancing Girls
Asheville, North Carolina
2010

I suppose I could have just as well titled this “pole dancers.” This looks like one of those photos where, for dramatic effect, someone converts everything except a few items in the image to black and white. But in this case, no black and white conversion has been done. The walls were painted gray, the asphalt is of course shades of gray and the poster of the dancers in the window was a black and white print. There’s a bit of color in the leaves and detritus on the ground, the dirt spattered on the wall etc., but the only really color of note is the red pole and the stripe on the asphalt.