Guess what’s behind this portal.
This is the main entrance to the machinery hall of a mining company. The mine was operated from 1899 to 1955. Now, it’s a mining museum and keeps the memory to the operation years alive. They display machines, typical clothing, tools, security and heath facilities as well as habits around mining in the Ruhr area.
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In my last Monochromia post I made reference to a photo of the door window, so I went looking for it. The window was higher than I could see from ground level so I did my best to line everything up by using live view on the back of the camera. All the black spots on the rear window are flies, there were hundreds of flies in the shack. My photography instructor had a thing for flies, he loved this image.
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“Dear, dear! How queer everything is to-day! And yesterday things went on just as usual. I wonder if I’ve been changed in the night? Let me think: was I the same when I got up this morning? I almost think I can remember feeling a little different. But if I’m not the same, the next question is, Who in the world am I? Ah, that’s the great puzzle!” ~ Lewis Carroll, Alice’s Adventures In Wonderland
It is difficult to judge the scale of this without some kind of reference. But the door was only about 4, maybe 5 feet high. That is what made me think of Alice In Wonderland. I have never read any of the Alice books. But when I was researching quotes, I decided I want to read them. Or at least one of them. Any suggestions?
“So the darkness shall be the light, and the stillness the dancing.” – T.S. Elliot
I took this shot late one evening as I was retiring from a day of skiing. I had just checked on the kids and was climbing the steps of the cabin when I noticed the incredible detail of the evening light. The snow through the window and the dark shadows defined the stillness of the night while the light danced through the window.
Hoping you have moments of stillness with gorgeous light this weekend!
He opened the door and a woman stood there on the porch with anxious eyes.
May I help you? Says the man.
Oh… I just want to see Eric.
Eric? There is no Eric in here
No Eric… ? Are you sure? Damn…
Of course I am…
She said nothing more, took two steps back and, just before he closed the door, he seen the depth of the inevitability in her face.
There was nothing to add. Nothing more to say. She had already thought of this possibility but wouldn’t believe it. What she feared the most in the last 6 years was now a reality….