How Long Must I Keep My Eyes Glued To The Door

How Long Must I Keep My Eyes Glued To The Door

I took this photo on August 6th, 2021, and processed it in my digital darkroom on August 12th, 2021.

ƒ/1.8 at 1/160

35.0 mm prime lens

ISO 125

I think this was embedded in a church wall, but I could be wrong. Maybe it was a former priest’s apartment? I cannot recall. Somewhere in the Gold Coast, probably on Dearborn, if memory serves.

Is the face a Christ? Seems like it could be, though the broken nose reminds me of the Egyptian sculptures, and the conspiracy that the noses were broken off because they were African, or other reasons.

I liked the inherent decay of the sculpture1 and the expression of this man. So seriously sad.

I was listening to my vinyl collection; tonight I played Bob Dylan’s often disparaged album, Street-Legal, which I happen to think is pretty good. By the way, Jerry Garcia recorded a good cover of Señor (Tales of Yankee Power), as did Willie Nelson with Calexico, if you are keeping track.

Senor, senor, do you know where she is hidin’?
How long are we gonna be ridin’?
How long must I keep my eyes glued to the door?
Will there be any comfort there, senor?

This seemed appropriate for a Christ embedded on a stone wall…

Footnotes:
  1. wabi sabi []

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published.

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.