night wedge
pictures, doodles, musings on music, occasional environmental and political screed, wordplay, filthy haiku, foodie twaddle, and whatever else the cat drags in from my oakland, ca environs
The original image was actually captured pretty close to high noon, but as I tweaked it, the picture ended up evoking sense for nightfall.
Not exactly sure what a ‘night wedge’ is or if one size fits all or what country produces the most of them, but the phrase just popped in as I monkeyed about, and I liked it.
