The collected opinions of an august and aristocratic personage who, despite her body having succumbed to the ravages of time, yet retains the keen intellect, mordant wit and utter want of tact for which she was so universally lauded in her younger days. Being of a generation unequal to the mysterious demands of the computing device, Lady Bracknell relies on the good offices of her Editor for assistance with the technological aspects of her journal.
The Editor
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Lady Bracknell | Thursday, January 22, 2009
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This is the sequel to "Squirrel by some poo", exhibited by the dynamic new photographer, Lady Bracknell's Editor, earlier this year.
This photograph tells of the dynamic relationship between a seagull and its surroundings. By showing this cliched view of the seagull as a polluter of our beaches, it explores the stereotypes commonly held by those who visit our shorelines.
Symbolically, the bird is seen as letting go of something that weighs it down; it inspires us to be free. The juxtoposition of the clear blue sky and the bird poo reminds us that leaving behind our limitations can sometimes appear incongruous; although we may expect certain things at an intellectual level, we are often not prepared for them at an emotional level. We are also reminded not to stand underneath seagulls.
The exhibition of The Editor's works, entitled "Oh, Crap", which will be taking place in the Liverpool Tate later this year, promises to bring together the entire series of these delightful photographs for your delectation.
Are you available to act as my agent?
How reasonable are your fees?
And am I the only one who is seriously freaked out by what I am going to call "the spiralling poo effect"?
Echoing a streamer at a parade, the spiraling of the poo symbolises the ecstasy with which we cast off our burdens. It is a celebration of joy and freedom. It also serves as a reminder never to go near seagulls at all. Those buggers have tremendous range.
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I'll do anything once, apparently. My fees are far too reasonable for my liking.
Surely this is a metaphor for an economy built on nothing but numbers on a spreadsheet, spiralling ever downwards into the poo of recession while our savings fly away.
Abi, my dear, you are FAR too eloquent for your own good. That description is totally hilarious.
My thoughts ran to the more mundane; such as, "Now there's a good reason to use Photoshop."
Dame Honoria, you are accurate in your assessment of the economy. I, however, by dint of hard work and underemployment, have avoided all the negative effects of the collapsing economy: we have no savings, and therefore cannot lose them. Our house is paid for. Thus, we pay only the property taxes, which are not following the lead of the prime lending rate, and utilities, which, despite the decline in the price of oil, continue to rise.
Cheers,
Neil, in the New World
A good reason to use Photoshop?
If I were to mask the poo out, I would be left with a boring, badly-focused, photograph of a seagull.
The only reason it wasn't deleted the moment it was uploaded was because the poo gave it entertainment potential.
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