Let's agree to not call this a stitch. But still, I wanted to share this with you. I shot this by poking my camera through a fence, from quite a distance. But I am not telling you this as an excuse for having done a shoddy job. If you could see this the way I saw it, we'd agree that the concept and execution are without parallel in the class of the macabre. I cannot tell if it is all blood, but I know it is not all wine.
[10 August 2010]
Sunday, April 10, 2011
Botafogo, Rio de Janeiro, Brasil
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