Sunday, July 1, 2012

Not a post, but sort of a self-portrait

I lack many things. Imagination is not among them. I had a physical examination a few days ago which included blood work. With the words, "why not?" running through my mind, I took my Blackberry from my shirt pocket. I then said to the technician that I was about to do something I would wager she had never before experienced.  She gave me a half-worried, half quizzical look, so I actually told her what I was about to do. With my right hand, I then took this photograph while blood was being drawn from my left arm. Not a photographic masterpiece, but, given the circumstances, not bad and sort of fascinating -- I think. Incidentally, I did not realize I was holding the technician's blouse until I saw the photograph.  Instinctual, I guess. She did verge on being beautiful and had a wonderful smile.

4 comments:

Daliana Pacuraru said...

Blood? Oh, Mr. Fram....or Mr. Pink...
everything is ok?
You know, Pink Floyd is my favorite....number one....
I have it through my veins, somewhere, but in this case your blood is more important!
I hope everything is ok!
In fact what bothers me is this association, connection, between your blood test and The Wall...

Fram Actual said...

You startled me, Daliana. Your approach was so quiet, so stealthy, that I did not realize you were here until after you had written your words and gone back to Romania.

No, the blood work and "The Wall" are quiet unrelated (I think; I hope). The physical examination was my annual one, which I managed to avoid for almost two years before the doctor tracked me down and threatened to blacklist me among the medical community. The music was present because I discovered it was possible to show the entire film here, and I thought of a certain Romanian photographer who I might surprise with it.

I am glad you happened by to discover the Red Fram and the Pink Floyd present here together.

Anonymous said...

dizzy!!!!!!

i hate my blood is out of me!!


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Fram Actual said...

Oh, Anita. Blood has a taste, a scent, a look that is all its own. It is part of all of us, and, therefore, every reason to like its presence.

Also, I think there are many photographers who have skill, but lack imagination. I have no skill, but I do believe I have imagination. Think of the photograph in those terms.

Something special ....