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Poster girls
Poster girls Five people gazing, not at each other but each one in a different direction. And then there is a sixth one, me, capturing the scene in my own field of vision. Well, two of the five people are not there as large as life. But, larger than life in black and white, they certainly…
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Invisible blinkers
Invisible blinkers For this new human addiction airports provide no special room. No room would be large enough to meet the demand anyway. Since it is considered a non-offensive habit, unlike smoking, and not one dying out and in need of protection, like praying, the whole airport is put at the disposal of all passengers…
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Sex room
Sex room Bars, restaurants, toilets, smoking rooms, prayer rooms, ….. : Airports cater to all kinds of human needs. But a – tax free – sex room I haven’t come across as yet. Photo of the week: New Delhi International Airport, India 2015
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Miss Dior
Miss Dior To the toilet I have been and prayer is not my sort of thing; so maybe I should take Miss Dior up for a free tour? Photo of the week: Changi Aiport, Singapore 2015
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The road herd, cushion-footed
The road herd, cushion-footed This time, for a change, we didn’t have to slalom dangerously between cows standing on the road chewing the cud; we weren’t forced onto the hard shoulder by a convoy of Ambassador cars with flashing lights belonging to some politician and his entourage; but, to our surprise, we were held up…
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Desert Art
Desert Art The painters mentioned in last week’s post, as the painters of the works you see here, are all part of the Papunya Tula group of artists that live in the Western Desert region of Australia. Their collectively owned company, with a studio in the Western Desert and a gallery in Alice Springs, dates…
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Modern art
Modern art It is interesting to see Aboriginal art exhibited in a context of old and contemporary art from other parts of the world, as is the case in the Art Gallery of New South Wales. When I visited this museum in Sydney I was impressed to see how well the Aboriginal art collection holds between…
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Sand sand sand
Sand sand sand For once it’s me in the picture, and the credit for this photo has to go to my wife. Maybe she took it because I’m about to disappear and she’s afraid of seeing the last of me! We are not crossing a desert but a desolate sand beach on a day with…
