Kompani K: Onkel Osvalds Orkester, Spelar Til Dans

The Beautiful Afternoon (Watching Them. Shooting Them)

Posted in 5D-II, Free Liu Xia, Free Pussy Riot by Knutsvik on September 5, 2013


Wednesday, 4th september 2013.

all she can think of is the beautiful afternoon, and how happy she is. the September sun is hanging low, her son is in a good mood on the back of her bike. arms around her waist. she can almost hear bird song.

they don’t know I’m watching them from the deep shadows of the old south-end cemetery. watching them. shooting them. a junky stares at me. for a second I think he’s planning to steal my camera. birds are singing from the tree tops.

all she can think of is the beautiful fall afternoon. how happy she is.

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  1. MT said, on September 6, 2013 at 9:40 PM

    Eit nydeleg, stemningsfullt bilde. Orda dine også, kvardagsobservasjonar med øyeblikk i.

    • Knutsvik said, on September 8, 2013 at 1:43 AM

      haha, ay, Marie, gamle Kaptein K er jo ein optimist som alltid trur det beste, men eg veit jo ingen ting – det er jo berre noko eg billar meg inn der eg står i skuggane 😀 kven veit – kanskje er ho eit nervevrak som ikkje kan koma seg heim fort nok 😀

      Hepp! Hepp som berre det!

  2. hobokollektiv said, on September 9, 2013 at 2:13 PM

    “Just a perfect day / Problems all left alone / Weekenders on our own / It’s such fun / Just a perfect day / You made me forget myself / I thought I was / Someone else, someone good” (Lou Reed)

    South-end cementary & late sun … these are the days of wandering shadows. And in that shadow we listen to them bird songs that sound like a summer waltz. We are hidden just to make the ones around visible. And that makes all the difference. We are the wandering shadows. Always wandering. Just wandering.

    All the best & safe travels, Fritsch.

    • Knutsvik said, on September 11, 2013 at 10:26 AM

      ay, Fritsch, buddy – wandering shadows, now that’s great metaphor for photiographers…. wandering shadows, hidden away to make the world visible. sometimes there’s a reflection in passing, just a short glimpse of the wanderer, but noihing more, just a reflection in passing, a short glimpse….

      thanks, pal!


  3. a bourbon for silvia said, on September 24, 2013 at 10:02 AM

    i would comment one thing to the pic and something completely different when l read the (creepy) text….
    A penny for your thoughts that afternoon….

    • Knutsvik said, on September 24, 2013 at 2:35 PM

      haha, ay, Silvia, bonita, I guess my thoughts are best kept secret, but I do like the juxtaposition of image and text in this post 😀


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