Or, “The Queue, Again”
Prompted by one of the topics covered in an episode of the “A Photographic Conversation” podcast, I had another think about my motivation(s) for going to London to take pictures on the final day of Queen Elizabeth II’s lying in state. I have already covered some of them in an earlier post but, even as I wrote it, I knew I was leaving a fundamental one out.
There is something in all those pictures that I want. Wether I’m reading something into the perceived emotional state of the subject(s) or the relationships they have with everything around them, there is something on display that I feel would benefit my emotional/intellectual state in some way. I have to articulate some of this in the captions.
I wonder if others see the same things, or if they see anything at all.