10.26.02 The Great Pyramids Page 1
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across the sands of time
giza
arriving at the pyramids before
they opened...huh? i take a horse around the perimeter to try and got shots of
the sunrise. this picture is similar to the taxi picture (exposing flash
and background separately) but with the added difficulty of taking a long
exposure on a very bouncy horse. without the long exposure the flash would
have forced the background into straight black. you can note the horse leg
blurred in motion whilst the remainder of the picture is fairly sharp -- have
you ever tried to change lenses and flash settings on the back of a horse?
struggle to keep warm
giza
the horse owner lights a fire to help ward off the early morning desert chill in this makeshift shelter high atop a sand dune near the pyramids.
desert litter
giza
the remnants of something long forgotten languishes lonely in the mist of giza
giza sunrise (anti aspect)
giza
sunrise? what sunrise? exactly. there was none... visibility was about 25 meters.
after riding around the perimeter it was time to get closer in to the pyramids. what i came across next was unexpected and (strangely) the highlight of my morning.
DISCLAIMER: please don't look for sense, order or meaning in the pictures
that follow on the next link. to me, abstract randomness prevails overall and
beauty to me is as much a function of extreme hideousness or utter simplicity,
as is true attractiveness.
NOTE: if you are squeamish, skip this next link
which takes you to: the most beautiful thing in the world
-- these pictures are graphic in nature.
the usual
giza
the typical, the tourist shot. for me the
jury is still out on whether the mist covering the pyramid makes the picture
better or worse than if it were blue sky. khafre still capped with it's
original limestone casing. back in the day, the entire pyramid was encased
in this polished, white casing
camel driver
giza
clamoring (every one wants a piece aspect)
giza
this is one of about 20 field trips of young students that mobbed this poor photographer. all wanted their picture taken, to take the picture of, to get the autograph, and to shake hands with this bewildered foreigner. i guess my hair color makes me somewhat of an oddity in egypt. over the course of this day, i shook about 300 hands, signed my name around 50 times, and posed for countless pictures. this was cool for the first 10 minutes. one feels rockstarish, but after that the price of fame takes over and one wishes for the standard anonymity.
rejoice
giza
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