Cheating Boyfriend: Will you marry me?
Working Girl: Maybe.
Cheating Boyfriend: Maybe? What kind of answer is that?
Working Girl: If you want a different answer, ask a different girl.
Ouch. And good for her. We pretty much never see Cheating Boyfriend again, and Melanie Griffith ends up with Harrison Ford, so the ability to make a quick comeback gets its rightful reward.
I was thinking of this line as I looked over some photos from a recent walk through Queen Creek Wash. Some common themes seem to run through my recent photo portfolio:
- Walking the wall (“If those wigeons can do it, so can we, boys!“)
- The juxtaposition of warning signage with the thing warned about
- Backlit yellow flowers
- Small furry beasts
- Energetic hummingbirds
- Goofy faces in unexpected places
What kind of portfolio is that? I dunno. But if we want a different one, we’re probably going to have to ask a different girl. Or get this girl on a different walk.
Great set of disparate photos — file them under: LIFE seen.
Barbara – Thanks! Yes, it’s interesting to think of how many different images we see in just one day.
I like to try to imagine what Rembrandt would have seen if he time-travelled to today. Would he even be able to “see” the 2-D TV? or all the colours of artificial dyes. Or the instantaneousness of data. (Not that he would even know what “data” was….)
Barbara – Interesting. CS Lewis wrote some science fiction and in one of his novels (I think “Out of the Silent Planet”) some characters land on an alien planet and can’t “parse” what they’re seeing for several days or weeks. That is, they can’t separate the visual data into coherent bits – they can’t see what goes with what,and what bits are separate things. I think of it as not being able to tell, from a distance, if leaves on a tree were part of the tree or part of the sky or hill behind it. Maybe anyone far enough from their home environment (in space or time) would have a similar perceptual challenge.
I had never thought of turtles as rock climbers, with or without safety harnesses.
Jim T
Jim T – I know! But what else could they be doing there?
Shivers of delight at the way you see, Isabel. And a grin like the one in that final frame.
Laurna – 🙂 Many thanks.
Isabel – who is this “girl” of which you refer??
John – Think of it as ironic comment.
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