Great Black and White Photographers Part 3

I see happiness, as he thinks he has solved the equation, I smell the odor of wood and the outside. I hear the laughter and talk of children, I feel the heat of the sun with no form of cooling. I have a dry taste in my mouth in the complete wood school.


I see wonder and confusion as the boy looks out into the city. I smell gas from the train, I hear the loud sound of the train as it speeds along the tracks. I feel the hard wood of the train pressing on my chin, I taste the dirt in my mouth after a long day of playing with my elephant toy.



I would probably like to make a poster.