I took hundreds of images during
a not so long walk along the waterside
in Aberdeen in Hongkong.
I pointed my camera down.
This is what it captured.
Everywhere.
I was first looking at it with an artists eye.
I saw patterns, images, ideas.
I saw huge prints hangin on vast white walls
in rooms with ceiling height and spotlights.
But soon I came to my senses,
ashamed of myself for exploiting our worst
behavior. I'm no better for trying to use it
as art or something.
And now on my blog.
Is this what we've become?
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