Tuesday, 5 August 2014

Every picture tells a lot of nouns

In response to feedback on the previous post (apparently the images aren't clear enough for some of you FFS), I have attempted, below, to represent one of the photographs verbally. This is one I haven't had processed yet, as I thought it would be instructive to see how my memory of the image compares to how it actually comes out. Which is the more reliable witness, human memory or the camera?

I have called this approach 'Digital Image Internet Verbal Interpretation Is Nearly Eloquent (DIIVIINE for short).

The picture is shot in landscape format with a wide lens and unforced perspective. In the background, near the top of the frame, we see a mountain ridge, bathed in golden light, with a deep azure sky above. Moving down the frame we see patches of scrub on the dry, steep mountainside, with several faint winding paths threading across the landscape, criss-crossing and dancing within and without the borders of the image.

About halfway down the frame, towards the right hand side, a modest hut is seen, perhaps belonging to a mountain farmer. As we descend a little further through the image we begin to recognise goats, dotted about the lower slopes, eating or looking out into the areas of landscape beyond witness of the lens. A lone sheep faces enigmatically away from the camera, looking directly up the incline.

Finally, in the upper foreground in the lower section of the frame, we see a male figure, apparently a taxi driver, being dragged from his vehicle by a lion at least twice the normal size. Shit! A crowd of people are at the foot if the mountain in the bottom left of the frame, watching this moment with glee on their faces, until in time they begin to look bored. Some of them wander off out of the bottom of the frame, only to return a few minutes later to see if anything else is happening. As the sun begins to set the light on the mountainside dwindles and the giant lion finishes his human meal. The last of the crowd disperses.

At least that's how I remember it.

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