“It was a world of absolutes. It held no intermediate shades, neither of sound nor of colour.” – West with the Night by Beryl Markham
It was a world of absolutes. It held no intermediate shades, neither of sound nor of colour.
“It was a world of absolutes. It held no intermediate shades, neither of sound nor of colour.” – West with the Night by Beryl Markham
And, of course, you put it with a color print!
:-D
It’s really hard to match Beryl Markham’s wonderful words and sentences with my photos – but, alas, this whole thing here is an ongoing decade long experiment ;-)
Friday’s jamesd – that’s you?