Is there an end to which all things converge?
Celia rushes to the office, rushes to write, to create what’s needed. With masses of others, she strives to improve. The traffic surges forward through the slippery dim city streets. Look up and see buildings—and trains!— towering. Cars speed forward, trying to get ahead, cutting one another off, trying to reach there before dark. While we are stopped, we enjoy the ribbons of color.
Renard Moreau says
[ Smiles ] Very impressive!
Celia says
why, thank you!
Harley says
The picture makes the building look like a pyramid—nice shot………I seem to do a lot of rushing too.
Celia says
I’m just discovering what you can do in photoshop with the “perspective” feature. It flattens out or heightens perspective in the original image; when applied to some images, they can be substantially transformed. But even the original picture had the looming, teetering precarious feeling that I was inspired to write about.