At the 100th meridian.

Inspiration

“If I die of vanity, promise me, promise me,
They bury me some place I don’t want to be,
You’ll dig me up and transport me, unceremoniously,
Away from the swollen city-breeze, garbage bag trees,
Whispers of disease and the acts of enormity
And lower me slowly, sadly and properly
Get [Gordon Downie] to sing my eulogy,
At the hundredth meridian
At the hundredth meridian
At the hundredth meridian
Where the great plains begin”

At The Hundredth Meridian, The Tragically Hip.

 

Selling images to the Instagram generation.

Inspiration, Q&A, Teaching point

Each month I submit photos to De Mello Palheta Coffee Roasters for their social media use.

They compensate me for my work, and they are then free to use the images as they wish.

Lately, the new De Mello curator has been libearally applying Instagram filter effects to said images.

Case in point…

My original image (“The Dark Arts“):

And the IG-filtered version:

My take on all this?

Just guess, LOL.

—Peter.