Suby & Sins House

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TIME'S TAINTING TOUCH

SINEM'S IN THE HOUSE.

"I met a traveller from an antique land
Who said:—Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. Near them on the sand,
Half sunk, a shatter'd visage lies, whose frown
And wrinkled lip and sneer of cold command
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamp'd on these lifeless things,
The hand that mock'd them and the heart that fed.
And on the pedestal these words appear:
"My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:
Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair!"
Nothing beside remains: round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare,
The lone and level sands stretch far away."

Percy Bysshe Shelley, "Ozymandias"

A shot taken in fornt of King's Cross Station, London, on a London walk with Suby a few months ago. The station was designed by Lewis Cubitt and built in 1851-52, featuring the central 120ft. high clock tower in Italianate style, with 9ft diameter clock dials.

TIME'S TAINTING TOUCH

As the sands of time flow through the well-learned steps of a dance through the hourglass, as the sands of time wash over the hands that used to hold, eyes that used to gaze, arms that used to embrace, it's only Art that outlives life, conquers Time, all that remains for humankind.

We are the travellers "from an antique land" called 'the present' travelling to an ancient land, a foreign country called 'the past'. All we find of ancient ancestors are artefacts and monuments that tell a million histories.

Kings of kings lie mute, meat to the worms, in their private tombs; as the hands of the artist still mock them, through the grave, through the marble, through the centuries. Kings of kings are subject to time; no more, no less than their subjects. The kings become play things of Time.

One day many a century away, Cubitt's tower will turn to dust, so will the cheap red PVC of the London Underground... A traveller will stand amongst the ruins, and perhaps see a plaque, or a sign, and will despair of decay. For Time conquers all, yet Art, even one single written word that remains in this glorious Globe, conquers Time.

For "Ars longa, vita brevis."

Words and photography by Sinem

TIME'S TAINTING TOUCH

SINEM'S IN THE HOUSE.

"I met a traveller from an antique land
Who said:—Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. Near them on the sand,
Half sunk, a shatter'd visage lies, whose frown
And wrinkled lip and sneer of cold command
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamp'd on these lifeless things,
The hand that mock'd them and the heart that fed.
And on the pedestal these words appear:
"My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:
Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair!"
Nothing beside remains: round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare,
The lone and level sands stretch far away."

Percy Bysshe Shelley, "Ozymandias"

A shot taken in fornt of King's Cross Station, London, on a London walk with Suby a few months ago. The station was designed by Lewis Cubitt and built in 1851-52, featuring the central 120ft. high clock tower in Italianate style, with 9ft diameter clock dials.

TIME'S TAINTING TOUCH

As the sands of time flow through the well-learned steps of a dance through the hourglass, as the sands of time wash over the hands that used to hold, eyes that used to gaze, arms that used to embrace, it's only Art that outlives life, conquers Time, all that remains for humankind.

We are the travellers "from an antique land" called 'the present' travelling to an ancient land, a foreign country called 'the past'. All we find of ancient ancestors are artefacts and monuments that tell a million histories.

Kings of kings lie mute, meat to the worms, in their private tombs; as the hands of the artist still mock them, through the grave, through the marble, through the centuries. Kings of kings are subject to time; no more, no less than their subjects. The kings become play things of Time.

One day many a century away, Cubitt's tower will turn to dust, so will the cheap red PVC of the London Underground... A traveller will stand amongst the ruins, and perhaps see a plaque, or a sign, and will despair of decay. For Time conquers all, yet Art, even one single written word that remains in this glorious Globe, conquers Time.

For "Ars longa, vita brevis."

Words and photography by Sinem

comments (14)

  • Idefix
  • Germany
  • 17 Jul 2006, 00:17
that is so very british it really makes me feel a bit homesick (17 years in the UK - really most of my adult life.) It's british to me in the way it is very clear, very understated, yes delivers a punch. works really well for me.
  • Laurie
  • United States
  • 17 Jul 2006, 03:41
The words make the shot even more special. You should see about putting togther a photo book with your words. I am working on one for beach scenes for my son. There are places that will publish them really inexpensively and they are really nice quality hard bound coffee table style books. The one I am doing will be around $60 or so to print. It makes a nice heirloom.
  • Mia
  • United States
  • 17 Jul 2006, 03:53
"Kings of kings lie mute, meat to the worms, in their private tombs; as the hands of the artist still mock them, through the grave, through the marble, through the centuries. Kings of kings are subject to time; no more, no less than their subjects. The kings become play things of Time."

Powerful words & so perfectly used in reference to the shot! And the Underground sign gives away the urban setting in which the picture was taken smile great colours in the background and even the striking contrast of the sign. I like this shot. A lot.
What can I say...this photo makes me miss the London underground. Its funny how a single photo brings back memories. smile
  • jlc
  • 17 Jul 2006, 08:24
turn to the west ?
  • E Etomi
  • Nigeria
  • 17 Jul 2006, 10:07
I don't really miss the underground but it does bring back memories of sardines squashed in a tin lol. Kings Cross was a place to avoid during rush hour. Nice words Sinem
  • micki
  • United States
  • 17 Jul 2006, 10:58
I like what Laurie said about you putting together a book of some of your images and writings. That is something you should definitely consider doing one day.
  • faustina
  • United States
  • 17 Jul 2006, 11:14
I love this shot, the glow really adds to it. Wonderful words add to it's greatness.
  • chantal
  • Netherlands
  • 17 Jul 2006, 13:22
great angle and composition, love the two different subjects in one frame.
Brilliant, absolutely brilliant.
Ah yes, the London Underground. There's a night club in Toronto called Underground that uses the london underground symbol as their logo. I'm supprised no one has sued them yet. Great composition, well balanced, etc, etc, blah blah blah wink I don't have any witty comments today, too much going on at work.

-V V-
  • Barbara
  • Nigeria
  • 17 Jul 2006, 23:19
ah...one of my most favorite poems...Do like the linkage to the London Underground sign (always photogenic) and Cubitt's tower
  • Kris
  • Belgium
  • 18 Jul 2006, 08:52
nice shot
  • Nivio
  • Brazil
  • 26 Jul 2006, 13:53
Very good composition.

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