Situation of the moment in public space, which does not exist any more the next moment.
"It's not what you look at that matters, it's what you see"
H D Thoreau
Whenever I pass a teahouse in Turkey, it's an similar picture. A meeting point from the morning to the night, a domain of men.
Sometimes the beaches in Marseille are very busy, but for some people that´s no problem, whithout any further ado they occupy the local parking space.
It always haunts me to see the cleavage in our society. Then people are facing each other, the one who spends more money for unnecessary consumption, while the other doesn't have the money for the essential concerns of life. Must be a kind of cognitive dissonance.
The picture was a snapshot, taken at the new port in Marseille, France. Even the tilting of the photo represents for me the drifting.
What kind of contrast at a teahouse in Tanger, Morocco.
La mujer mayor no parece emocionada.
The Beach around the corner was very busy, so they diceded to used the parking space.