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Late, again. I had promised these photos for last week, but I had to wait. The ice is long gone now, burned and blown away. I saved some on film where it can live forever. Just like the sound of those thousands of frozen skins cracking. That’s in my head. And while you’re at it, you can listen to this. You can do other stuff in the meantime too of course.

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Personally, I think that some of these should really be viewed large. So go ahead if you wish.

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3. On a sunday

Many things are frozen in our part of the world these days. Some of them are living things. When the wind comes, you can hear the ice cracking as they bend and break free, if you just listen carefully. Or you can also listen to this.

I took cameras and music out for a cold Sunday walk. This is a digital teaser, the ones shot on film to be developed at some point this week. Maybe. Now you should really go outside.

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1. The sound of ice cracking
2. On a sunday
3. #analog2010 #partone