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Rally snapshots
Mar. 22nd, 2003 03:12 pmAfter getting up at- gnnargh- five this morning for various photo-related errands, I zip up to the rally, and:
-A man who I'm pretty sure I've seen before screams angry pro-war slogans, as he waves a sign with a slogan I can't read in the air. As the photographers converge on him, his speech reaches a crescendo, ending with him tossing the sign on the ground before stalking away. Five photographers swoop to take a picture of it; instinctively, I go the other way, and get a shot of them converging. When I see the man ten blocks later, he's holding the sign again.
-"The war is over- please leave Iraq in an orderly fashion!"
-Am oddly delighted, around Broadway and 11th, to hear a little girl serenading us with a conch shell, of all things; snap a shot, but very much doubt it'll read.
-Get to say a quick hello to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
sykii, along with mom and grandmother; think of my own mother's constant denigration of Bush and co., and have to smile.
-Bump into two film school classmates; sociably bellow our precis of the last few years at each other, as humanity mills by in all its noisy glory.
...oh, yeah; and also shoot seven rolls of film, being developed as we speak- including a last-minute appearance byladypeculiar; a fine note to end on. Coffee and Camels for peace!
(And, on that happy note- welcome,postmoderngirl!)
-A man who I'm pretty sure I've seen before screams angry pro-war slogans, as he waves a sign with a slogan I can't read in the air. As the photographers converge on him, his speech reaches a crescendo, ending with him tossing the sign on the ground before stalking away. Five photographers swoop to take a picture of it; instinctively, I go the other way, and get a shot of them converging. When I see the man ten blocks later, he's holding the sign again.
-"The war is over- please leave Iraq in an orderly fashion!"
-Am oddly delighted, around Broadway and 11th, to hear a little girl serenading us with a conch shell, of all things; snap a shot, but very much doubt it'll read.
-Get to say a quick hello to
sykii, along with mom and grandmother; think of my own mother's constant denigration of Bush and co., and have to smile.-Bump into two film school classmates; sociably bellow our precis of the last few years at each other, as humanity mills by in all its noisy glory.
...oh, yeah; and also shoot seven rolls of film, being developed as we speak- including a last-minute appearance by
ladypeculiar; a fine note to end on. Coffee and Camels for peace!(And, on that happy note- welcome,
postmoderngirl!)
