Tercui prt12: On a Caravan
Somewhere in Tercui there are two old caravans left alone with the elements. Before that, artistic painters tried to keep them alive. But those are gone. Now only nature touches them, slow, very slow but subtle.
Somewhere in Tercui there are two old caravans left alone with the elements. Before that, artistic painters tried to keep them alive. But those are gone. Now only nature touches them, slow, very slow but subtle.
Out of control, they are having their own life now.
Yes; for me there is some sadness in this: they have their own life now, but they can only fade; not grow. Familiar to robots in bad movies when they start to understand that they never will be human.
I like the dolls on the first picture. 🙂
You asked for it; tomorrow I’ll give you a closer look 🙂
The doll looks a little nasty out in the distance. and a bit unreal out.
Geweldige fotos; de textures van die verf zijn fantastisch! Volgens mij herinner ik me nog waar ze stonden die caravans, zelf lang geleden ook nog kijkje genomen toen ik Harm bezocht! meer meer meer 😉
Groet, Ron.
Gracias! The beauty of decay. Prachtig hoe de natuur op de dingen inwerkt. Adios, Ron!
I love the colours and details in these photos. They are something special.
Thank you very much, Bente. Gonna open my beer right now and drink on your fine comment. 🙂 Cheers, harrie.
Harrie, this is an really beautiful series. I love the way you have photographed the subject. And those colours are wonderful!
Thank you, Karen. I was alone with those two caravans; away from all rumours. One of those special moments of concentration and connection.
wonderful colours Harrie!
Thank you so much, Maria. I was hooked on those two for more than an hour. See you!