As I was waiting for a bus, I suddenly saw a distant water tank, with as simple blue line set against a dull white sky.
Moments later, the curved arch of the ceiling of the bus shelter came into clarity, and I made a composition that was as much about the frame around it, as it is the image within.
And moments before the bus arrived, a Coke delivery truck stopped in traffic, and the ghost of a hand print was etched into my mind's eye.
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