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Signs: Truth / 20 March 2016

The sun goes down
in the west
I walk towards it

The sun shines long
on the Debden
I walk along it

The sun goes down
darkness in time
I walk amongst it

The sun has gone

It was 2014. There is a river walk in suffolk I like to do. Not too long, not so hard. There is a good time to do it. Late or early when the sun is low and the tide is likewise. Little riverlets form strange shapes in the mud. I love to photo into the sun. I like it because it works well. I like it because they say don't do it.

It's one of my rebellions. I shoot into the sun as often as I can. My rebellions last a long time. I rebelled aged 8 in special school. I denied the cloth i wore on sundays. I denied all that was old, all that could hurt, all that could not be trusted. 

Walking back along the Debden, must have been early and still light, when I found this sign because the light was still there. I think I must have played with the colours. I can't imagine the doors and the bolt being this colour. But it suits my blue mood, my blue truth, my blue absence and my blue reward. Thanks for nothing. Thanks for being nowhere, thanks for being nothing, thanks for being no.


Colin Hambrook

21 March 2016

Wonderful! I can relate to that blue mood, spiritual in the sense of a wider bigger truth, but without a trace of God, thankfully.

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