Carnival
I don’t really know what to say about this one, except that the sign was on top of a bumper car ride… which I obviously indulged in… twice… at the mature, responsible age of 23. And then I got pink cotton candy. Boy, oh boy!
Tags: black and white, night, urban
The sound of silence
As promised, this is the final installment (for now) in the urban decay series. Till I decide to go running around abandoned building sites again, anyway. Also, that was actually my grandfather’s ball-game-on-Saturday-afternoon radio, but for some reason it still reminds me of that very song (which I happen to really, really like, by the way). Either way, enjoy!
And in other news, my little arts and crafts project is finally complete (boy, it took me a while) and I know it’s not perfect, but I’m actually quite pleased with the way it turned out. If anyone would care to take a look, I give you… <drumroll>… The World According To My Camera: The Album (Vol. I). Cheers!

