When the ordinary becomes extraordinary

by Cellobella on Wednesday, June 30, 2010 · 4 comments

I took this photograph of the Fremantle Prison wall back in April.

I love it.

I love the way it looks like a map you’d find in the front of a fantasy novel with places like Midkemia and Great Kesh written in a cursive font as if by a ancient map maker.

Even the edges seem shaded to denote a high rainfall area or maybe a high population.

I like the little oblongish bit at the bottom that looks like an island.

Or maybe it could be the surface of an ancient gourd, uncovered from a buried civilisation.

Or maybe not.


It’s just a wall.

But¬†sometimes isn’t it nice to dream that things are more than they are.


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