When color relents in old neighborhoods
Fall, 2018 Philadelphia
poem by Alex Dimitrov
“I’ll never get over the fact
that the buildings all light up at night,
and the night comes every night
and without regret we let it go.
We sleep a little and we live.
That’s what we do.”
(You don’t favor “no-filter”. Say it. You weren’t the 3rd-grader asking for no-edit, were you?)
Jessie appreciates real. Real pixels. Real applied saturation. Real cameras. Real apps for blurring photo wrinkles.
Does she make several leaps of inference in a single bound? Yes, it is so slow.
Reality of diffuse glow html.
Soften color. Smooth edges. Make dusk if you’re not there at dusk.
The Baby Did It production 2018.
Photo, h/r b